I am one of these people that has never had any luck with men. When I was in high school I never had a date for the prom, in fact, I was never asked for a date at all. I suppose I never learned how to use make up like most girls. It was always too much trouble to put on and I felt it wouldn't help me that much anyway. I am 5" 7" and admit I do have a weight problem. I've always been too large. Some might describe me as voluptuous but when I look in the mirror I see this fat girl with a plain face looking back. I have big boobs, a big butt, and a chubby belly. I wear baggy clothes to try and hide my body.

After leaving high school I attended a junior college for 2 years learning office management. I am very active in my church, so upon graduation, I was hired by our pastor to work in the office there. I needed work and this job fell in my lap. After working there for four years he offered me a job in a new program for inner city youth he had gotten funded. I was to manage the office of this program for inner city youth who are at risk. Most of them are gang members. Our office was in an old school building in a very rough part of the city. I often wondered if my pastor didn't select me for the job because I was unattractive. He never told me that but it crossed my mind. I was told I was selected because I was more mature.

Working in this program was quite a challenge. By now I was in my late twenties and wanted to get married and have a family like any normal woman. The pastor hired a young social worker who had just graduated from college. His name was Eric. Eric wasn't bad looking and seemed like a very nice person. I decided I would do my best to get him to ask me out. I even convinced myself I would marry him if he asked me. Did I love him? Who knows? He was nice and I had decided I was ready to settle down. I had never even been kissed by a male of any age. The more I thought about it the more I decided I would sleep with him on the first date if he wanted me to. I wouldn't rule anything out. I was that disparate.

I set my plan in motion by making a concerted effort to dress a little more provocatively. I stopped wearing slacks and baggy shirts and switched to skirts and tops that showed some cleavage. I didn't dress too wild but I was doing my best. I was not used to men paying much attention to me but I noticed Eric didn't pass up a chance to look at my tits when he could. I would wear a sweater so I could button it when our clients, the gang members, were around. I shortened a few of my skirts to just above the knee. Often I would go in Eric's office to talk to him. When I did I would sit in front of his desk with my legs crossed. This was all new to me and it took me sometime to fully get my nerve up but I was determined to try. Eric and I began eating lunch together so I felt I might be making some progress. I decided to turn up the heat a bit by wearing colored panties instead of my usual white ones. I made sure Eric got a good view every day so he knew the color I had selected. He never said anything but he kept coming up with excuses to get me in his office. If I left my skirt alone it almost slipped up to my waist. I got to the point where I left it alone. Eric's eyes were glued to my chubby thighs. Did he like them? All I knew was he kept looking. It was time to turn up the heat some more.

I began going to his office without wearing panties. This just had to work. I was 28 years old and felt it was time for me to start a family. In the far back of my mind I had made the decision that if Eric fucked me I would not have him use any protection. I was not on the pill since there was no need for it. If Eric got me pregnant, and my relationship with him did not work out, I would at least have the baby. I was desperate for this to work. My biological clock was ticking and that worried me. My fear was that I would go through life just being this lonely person with no one to care about me.

I was doing all I could to attract Eric. I had switched to thin bras that gave my 40DD's lots of cleavage and let my nipples protrude in our air conditioned office. I could not help but notice other men were more aware of me too, including our clients. It was hard to dress like that and not give others a peek. One day I was going up some metal stairs when I heard a noise under them. I glanced down and saw three black gang members under there. I did not acknowledge them but I knew that they knew I was not wearing panties. Then I wondered if that was the first time they had done that. From that day on I paid attention and there was someone under the stairs, looking up my skirt, nearly every time I used them. I had to talk with them on occasion and no one had ever hinted at anything inappropriate, so I dismissed it. I'm entitled to not wear panties if I choose to. I was aware of some "looks" I received but I decided it was no big deal.

My efforts to seduce Eric continued. Gradually I could tell men, total strangers, seemed to notice me. This had never happened before and I liked it. It was nice for men to acknowledge I exist after being ignored for so long. I began to wear bras that supported my breasts but left more of them uncovered. This was not lost on Eric. I would type something for him and take it to get it signed. As I bent over to show him where to sign there were occasions my nipple was visible to him. He no longer made any attempt to hide the fact he was looking at my tits and I made little effort to hide them from him. I knew it was just a matter of time until his cock was in me and I would be having his baby.

My new style of dress had not gone unnoticed by the pastor either. One day he called me in and subtly suggested I might dress a bit more conservatively. He said he could see how attractive I am and he admitted he had enjoyed looking at me, but he thought it best if I toned my dress down a bit. He really surprised me. I found it amusing that, while he was telling me this, he was looking up my skirt all the time.

I was honest with him and told him I had been this wall flower all my life and now I liked the attention I was getting. The pastor told me I obviously had no idea what a sexy body I have and he thought I needed to be more careful.

He whispered saying, "Angie, there isn't a male around here, including me, that hasn't undressed you with his eyes a thousand times." He said, "You bring out the Adam in all of us."

Somehow that statement turned me on more than I can put into words. I wanted to strip all my clothes off so the preacher could see me naked. I would have let him fuck me at that moment and I would have gladly had his baby. After all, he had done so much for me, I would love to repay him somehow. I shared with him how flattered I was by his admission and how much I appreciated all he had done for me.

Then we just sat there and looked at each other. It was like we both knew but neither could say anything. Thirty seconds must have passed, and then, never saying a word, I uncrossed my legs and spread them for the pastor. He said nothing and did not move. He just looked straight at my pussy. This was the very first time I had ever exposed it to a man like this. I spread my legs farther apart and pulled my skirt to my waist.

Finally he said, "Angie, you are beautiful down there."

I wanted him so badly. I had never been in such an intimate situation with a man before but he didn't move. I began to unbutton my blouse when he held his hand up.

He said, "Stop, I want to but I can't...you understand."

I paused but didn't stop unfastening my blouse. Then I said, "I know, but just stay there, OK?" The pastor only nodded.

I finished unbuttoning my blouse, stood up, and slipped it off. Then I unhooked my bra and let them fall to the floor. It was cool in there and my nipples were hard. When I rubbed them they only got harder. The pastor never spoke and neither did I. Now I unbuttoned my skirt and let it drop. I was totally naked, except for my heels, in front of my pastor. I turned around so he could get a good look at my body and then sat back down. We both knew there was nothing else to say. As I sat there I put my feet on the edge of his desk and spread my legs as wide as I could. Then, using both hands, I spread my pussy open so he could see inside. No other man had seen me like this before and I was thrilled he was the first. I was consumed with lust by now. The pastor watched intently as I pushed my fingers up inside my cunt. I was a virgin as far as sex with a man goes but my hymen had succumbed to my dildo years ago. My fingers had never felt better in me. I never took my eyes off the pastor as I began rubbing my clit. My it felt wonderful! He had leaned back in his chair and I could tell he was masturbating too. I rubbed my clit with one hand and my nipples with the other. I can't describe how turned on I was to see his eyes glued to my dripping pussy. Soon my legs jerked each time I touched my clit in that certain place. My orgasm was approaching.

As I reached that point of no return I felt a spurt of fluid come out of me and hit the side of his desk. Before it had run down there was another, and another, and another...then my pastor watched me have the most intense orgasm of my life. I shuddered as wave after wave passed over me and spurt after spurt hit his desk. I looked at him and told him I wanted to do that for him.

He smiled and said, "Thank you." "It was beautiful."

Once we had composed ourselves he handed me some tissues as he cleaned himself up. While I was still naked I leaned on his desk and told him if he ever wanted me he could have me...anytime. He just smiled. I put my clothes on and left his office. I have never spoken of that day to anyone and it never happened again. .

When I got home and had time to reflect on my situation I could not help but take note of the bitter irony in my life. I had tried to seduce Eric but had no luck and I masturbated for my pastor but he couldn't touch me because of his religious convictions. My experience with the preacher was fantastic but offered nothing in the way of a future. He was certainly not going to get me pregnant. I was very depressed and had no clue where my life was going.

As I headed back to work the next day I had not altered my dress much, if at all. After years of being anonymous I was not interested in returning to my life as a wallflower. I suppose my attitude had gotten worse since I no longer worried as much about what others thought. My self esteem was at an all time low. If our clients wanted to hide under the stairs and look at my pussy, so what? I went about my job and didn't worry about it.

One day one of the leaders of a local gang came into my office. Everyone was gone and I was about to lock up. It was unusual for him to be there at this time so I was a bit scared. His name is Zman. That is obviously a nickname and I have no clue what it means. All of them have a funny nickname of some sort. Anyway, Zman wasted no time getting to the point. He told me that he and some of his "homies" liked "white pussy" and had noticed me around the office. He went on to say they had decided they were going to fuck me. He said they couldn't wait to see my big tits and snow white fat ass. I told him to forget it.

Zman shrugged and said "Ok, either you can give it to us or we can take it".

He went on to tell me he and his friends thought I was hot and wanted me to be "their bitch". I guess that was supposed to be a compliment?

He said, Don't say no yet but think about it". "It ain't a bad deal for you."

Then he told me he didn't know if I ever thought of enjoying some black cock but I was going to get some one way or the other.

That night I pondered my situation but had no idea what to do. The next afternoon he was back with some friends. I told him I needed a few more days to think about it. He laughed and told me this wasn't some sort of negotiation. One of his buddies got behind me and slipped a rope around my neck. I was terrified. Zman told me to relax and I would not get hurt. They were just there to motivate me. I was sitting in my desk chair so they pulled it out into the office. Zman laughed and indicated they were going to "check me out". I was terrified! I told them I understood everything and I would do anything they wanted. He whispered in my ear that should I change my mind they would get me even if it took a few years.

Then he said, "This ain't gonna be that bad."

With that they removed the rope from my neck.

Zman said, "Now that the negotiations are over, show us that white cunt of yours."

I pulled my skirt up and spread my legs for them. Zman put his middle finger in his mouth and them rubbed it up and down my slit, pressing harder until it slipped in me. He began sliding his finger in and out, rubbing my clit with each stroke.

"Your cunt is wet bitch." he said "So you must like this".

I didn't reply so he pushed 2 fingers in me and asked again. I told him I loved it. I asked if they were going to rape me and he said "no". He told me they were not about to rape me because I was going to come to his house and ask him and his homies to fuck me. He asked if I was on the pill and I lied and said I was.

He whispered in my ear, "We're gonna breed you bitch so if you are on the pill you better get off." "If you don't get knocked up and drop a black baby we're gonna give you a breast reduction with a straight razor." "Are you on the pill?" he asked again.

"No", I replied.

He laughed and said, "Well me and the boys are gonna put a black baby in that white belly of yours." "A big white bitch like you is made to be bred plenty so those big tits will stay full."

Before they left they had me take my blouse and bra off and show them my tits. They all played with them and pinched my nipples. They teased me by asking if I had been milked lately. As they left my office Zman told me I belonged to them whether I realized it or not.

That night at my house I had to marvel at the twists and turns in my life. Once again the irony of it all was overwhelming. The men I wanted to notice men didn't, except for the pastor, who couldn't, and now all these black gang members want me. Why is nothing simple for me? It finally occurred to me that I had to face reality and make the best of it. I could leave everything and run or I could stay and be bred by a group of black gang members and become their white whore. What a choice!

Running was hardly an option. I had no money to speak of and no job to go to any place else. That pretty much left being a black cock whore as my only realistic choice. As I thought about all this the phone rang. It was the pastor. He never calls me at home so when I heard his voice I instantly thought I might have another option, but I was wrong as usual. In a very serious tone he told me the word on the street is that Zman and his boys are going planning a big party where they intend to breed a white woman. He said he was told they were going to breed me. Whatever made me thing Zman would be discrete? My pastor wanted to know if that was true. Rather than elaborate on my thoughts I told him it was true. There, I had made the decision! Naturally, he did his best to talk me out of it. I could tell he thought I was not fully aware of what would happen to me.

He said, "You realize all these men will be trying to get you pregnant don't you?" "You won't know who the father of your child is with out DNA tests!" "Is that what you want...to just be used by these black men?"

My inclination was to tell him that is not what I want but I had to face reality. Instead I told the pastor that apparently no white men wanted me so I am ready to be used by black men. I have no real choice. He was upset with me. He told me I would be ravaged by them and that they would be like animals. I asked him if he realized I am nearly 30 years old and have never had sex with a man? I was annoyed at him for pointing all this out so I told him I was ready to be ravaged.

I said, "Pastor I need to be fucked!" "I need some cock whether its white or black I don't care!" "I'm ready to have a baby so if they will breed me and give me a black child then I guess it is just meant to be."

I asked him if he would come over. I said, "You can come over right now and breed me yourself." I'll have your baby and I'll already be pregnant when I go to their party." "Pastor, I would love to have your baby so please come over and fuck me."

After a very long pause he said,"Angie,you know I can't do that." "I wish I could." "I'm sorry and I'll pray for you." "Goodbye," and he hung up.

I suppose my conversation with the preacher had galvanized my thoughts. Now I knew I was going to do it and I wanted to be bred.

Now that I had decided a sense of relief came over me. I had told my pastor I was going to be a black cock slut. It had been a big concern of mine as to how I would tell him. That was over. Eventually everyone in my church would know but I could deal with it.

As I sat there thinking of all this I realized I was excited about being bred. These men would make my belly swell with a black baby. I would have someone to love and who would love me. I rubbed my tummy and thought I wished he or she was in there right now. I had never been fucked by a man and now several were going to fill me with their sperm. For the first time in my life I had a sense of belonging. Would there be five or ten fuck me or maybe fifteen or twenty? I had no idea but I was ready for it. I never had much self esteem anyway so whatever they wanted to do to me was fine. Maybe I was meant to be a white whore to a black gang?

I picked up the phone and called Zman. When he answered I said, "This is Angie." "I just called to tell you I'm ready to be bred." He paused and then laughed. He asked me what would be a good time and I told him I thought I would be ovulating in about a week and a half.

He said, "That's great bitch." "We'll make this the biggest breeding party we've ever had." "Your white cunt will get get all the black sperm it can handle."

I said, "That sounds wonderful." "I want you guys to get me pregnant."

Zman assured me I would be knocked up when they finished. He set the date in a week and a half. The last thing he told me was to shave my pussy completely bald. He said that some of his "homies" like eating white pussy but don't like hair in their mouth. I told him I would be shaved smooth and he should let me know what to wear. He suggested a short dress that showed off my tits and heels. No panties or bra.

Then he said, "Bitch be ready for anything." and hung up.

I went to work the next day wondering what "be ready for anything meant". I knew I had a week and a half to wait but didn't know what to expect in between. I soon found out. I was crazy to think anyone would be discrete about this. The clients began coming into my office a lot more often. The first one who came in spoke to me and then told me he was going to be at the party and he would do his best to knock me up.

He said, "You might have my black baby in your belly soon."

How do I respond to that except to say, "I sure hope so."

Soon it was the talk of the office. As they sat in the waiting room to see Eric they would be talking about fucking my white cunt and asking me if I was looking forward to all that black cock. One day after everyone had left, Eric came in my office. He asked me if all this was true and I told him it was. He could not believe I would do such a thing and told me what a nice person he thought I was. The implication was that he no longer thought that. He told me he was even considering asking me out. I could not believe he said that. So much time had elapsed and he had never asked me out. He was curious about why I would do this. I could have told him a lot of things but I didn't. Instead I told him I was doing this because I was infatuated with black cock and could not wait to carry a black baby in my belly. He shook his head in disbelief and left my office.
I had accepted my fate and decided to swallow any pride I had left. I was already their slut. All that was left to do was prove it to them. Poor Eric got a real shock one day when Zman came in my office while Eric was there. Zman had to show Eric who was in charge so he told me to take my tits out so they could see them. I did as he said.

Zman looked at Eric and said, "Your girl Friday sho has a set of tits on her don't she?"

Eric was speechless. He went back to his office in a hurry. Zman loved it. Then he told me to pull my skirt up and show his pals my pussy. I was under orders to never wear panties to work. I showed them my cunt that still had some hair on it. He told me to stretch it open for them and reminded me I was to have it shaved for the breeding party.

Something like that happened every day. I knew I would loose my job eventually but why worry. All of our clients got more familiar with me every day. One told me he wanted me to suck his cock after work. I didn't know what to say but his partner reminded him Zman had given orders I was not to be touched until the party.

The week and a half soon passed and the big day arrived. It was Saturday and I began to get ready. I used a mirror to carefully shave my pussy. That was awkward but I got it done. It was nice and smooth just like Zman wanted it. I had bought a dress for the occasion. It was actually a long halter top but it covered my ass barely. I figured the guys would like it. I didn't think I would be wearing it very long. I was so very nervous. I was about to have sex for the first time with a man, except there would be lots of men, and all of them would be breeding me to get me pregnant. My life would change on many levels but at least I had found people who wanted me and paid attention to me. I fixed my hair, showered, and put on my "dress". My tits were barely contained in the dress and my ass was covered if I always stood up. Hopefully I looked like a white slut who wanted to be bred. I headed out the door and was on my way to a new life.

I arrived at Zman's house. It was not in a good part of town. There were lots of young black men standing around outside. All eyes were glued on me as I got out of my car. I had on my highest heels so everything jiggled as I walked. I was there to get bred and enjoy doing it. All the cat calls began as I headed up the sidewalk. The white cunt had arrived to be bred. I looked around and tried to imagine how I was going to feel after all these men had fucked me. It was scary. Some told me they hoped they were the one to knock me up while others had comments about my tits and ass. Once in the door Zman met me. He called everyone together and told them the rules. The main rule was that my ass was off limits as far as fucking was concerned. I was there to be bred so they could only fuck my pussy. If they wanted to put their finger in my ass or lick my ass that was fine. Zman turned to me and reminded me he had told me I would not be raped.

"So", he said, "Why are you here today?"

In my strongest voice I said, "I'm here because I want a black baby so I want all you black men to breed me." Zman was drunk with power. He told the rest that he would be the first to breed me.

Zman walked over to me and pulled me to him. He gave me my first kiss from a man. I learned quickly to open my mouth so his tongue could enter. I tasted his saliva. It tasted like beer and smoke. During our kiss his hands were all over my ass. Getting acquainted basically meant I got kissed and felt up by everyone according to their pecking order in the gang. The solders were the most plentiful and that went last. Some felt my ass and others felt my tits. My pussy was off limits until Zman had fucked me. Everyone seemed well behaved so, other than getting fucked a zillion times, it didn't look too bad. Once everyone was familiar with me I was ordered to take my dress off. He said I should show them what they had been lusting after for the last few years. That statement actually gave me a thrill! Some one had noticed me after all. We were in the backyard which had a high fence around it. I slipped my dress over my head and stood there completely naked except for my heels. There were so many comments about my white fat ass , my big tits, and my belly. He had me walk around naked so all could see and touch me if they wanted. Then Zman had me bend over, spread my legs, and the cheeks of my ass so they could all see both my holes. That was so embarrassing. Little did I know I would learn to do that and think nothing of it. He got behind me and pushed 2 fingers in my pussy. Then he moved them around and fucked me hard with them. I can't say it felt good but there was something erotic about it. Next he called for some KY jelly. I felt his finger press on my asshole. His finger was slick and slipped inside easily. Zman began moving his finger in and out. It felt good but I said nothing. He reminded them they could finger my ass but not fuck it. After removing his finger from my ass, he had me stand up straight. Then Zman told me to open my mouth as he slipped his finger inside.

He said, "Suck it clean bitch."

I did as I was told.

Finally Zman announced it was time for him to breed me. We went into the house and he guided me to a bedroom with a mattress on the floor. He told me to get on my knees. Next Zman undressed. I was quite surprised to see just how large his cock is. He told me I was going to start with ten inches of hard black meat. Once he was naked he stood in front of me while everyone watched me suck his cock. This was all new to me. Common sense told me to be careful of my teeth. I took him in my mouth and began to suck. His cock began to grow! It wasn't long before I couldn't get over half in my mouth. Suddenly he stopped and asked me if i had sucked many cocks before. I shook my head no. Zman laughed and told me I would be getting a lot of practice from now on.

Then he said, "If someone cums in your mouth swallow it." "Understand?"

I nodded yes and he put his cock back in my mouth. I learned what he wanted because he grabbed my hair and guided me. Finally he pulled his cock out of my mouth and asked me if I was ready to be bred. I said, "Yes."

Zman had me lay on my back and spread my legs wide.

He said, "Hey bros, look at the clean white pussy." "Watch because I'm gonna fuck the piss out of it and knock this white bitch up."

My black stud got on top of me and rubbed the head of that monster cock of his on my pussy. I felt it part my lips and touch my clit. It felt fantastic. I truly wanted it and blurted out "fuck me Zman " before I even thought.

He smiled showing his gold tooth in front and said, "Fuck!" "All these white bitches love this big black cock."

All the time he kept rubbing my pussy lips and my clit with it.

"You want this don't ya," he said.

"Please put it in, " I begged. I wanted to feel a man in me so badly and Zman, for all his faults, was definitely a man.

He continued to taunt me by asking what I really wanted. I told him I wanted him to knock me up, I wanted his baby, a black baby. Without warning he pushed his cock in my pussy about half way. It took my breath it was so big! I thought my large dildo was big but it never felt like this. For the first time I because aware that two guys were holding my legs apart. Zman shoved his cock all the way in me and then pulled it out.

He said, "Look how that white hole is already stretched." "You tiny dick guys may as well go home," and he plunged his dick back in me again.

It still took my breath. I had never been fucked before but his cock was fabulous! He had me stretched tight and he was pounding on my cervix. At first he went slow but gradually picked up speed. I wondered how long he could keep this up.

I was so sloppy wet down there I could hear a slurping sound occasionally. I seemed to be in another world. I heard myself telling him how badly I wanted to have his baby and how much I loved black cock. I promised to be their black cock whore forever. Finally he said he was going to breed me.

He said, "Get ready bitch, 'cause I'm gonna flood your white cunt with black sperm."

At that moment I felt him spurting deep inside me. It was the first time I had ever experienced that but it was unmistakable. I began shuddering with a huge orgasm. It was wonderful. I love being bred. It was such an intense experience. Zman flooded my womb with his sperm and I knew there was lots more to follow. He pulled his cock out while the two guys kept my legs spread.

Everyone gathered around to see my cunt full of black sperm.

Zman looked at one of his captains and said, "Your turn to fuck her."

He got on me and sunk his cock in my pussy. Then he began to fuck me. He was not as big as Zman but I loved it. Soon I felt him spurting in my cunt and another guy took his place.

I lost track of time but I was told my breeding took over 2 hours. Part of the way through I had to get up and walk around. Sperm gushed out of me and ran down my legs. We got a routine established where I would suck one guy's cock while another was fucking me. When he finished the guy I was sucking put his cock in me. All together I was bred by 31 black men. After about 20 or so we sat around and drank beer. When a new one showed up that wanted to breed me I sucked his cock until he was hard, then I laid on the mattress while he filled me with black sperm.

Two men fucked me that were not even gang members. I think they stopped by to buy some drugs and Zman offered my white pussy to them. When I went home I showered and collapsed in bed. The following day my pussy was so tender I could hardly stand it.

I was right about my life changing forever. Did I get pregnant that day? You bet I did. My belly began to swell and nine months later I had the cutest black baby girl. I have no clue who the father is. In a way I would like to think it was Zman because he was the first to breed me and what an experience that was. All this was a few years ago. When my daughter was three years old I asked to be bred again. During that day I was bred forty three times now and have a two year old son to prove it. I'm white but I've never been fucked by a white man and I guess I never will. I am the gang's official "white ho".

I work for the city now as a counselor for inner city youths at risk. I help them take advantage of government programs and, if its approved by Zman, I give them some white pussy if they want it. Last week Zman brought one of the members by my office who had been released from prison that day. I bent over my desk while he fucked my fat white ass.

I look a lot different now. My nipples are pierced and I have several tattoos. One over my pussy says BIG BLACK COCKS ONLY. Everyone knows I love black cock now. All my friends from the earlier days have nothing to do with me. Thats fine with me. Those who know me now accept me for the slut I am so I don't need to pretend. Occasionally I see Eric. I have another tattoo on each shoulder that says WHITE CHICK LOVES BLACK DICK. That pretty well keeps Eric and all the white guys away. I finally found my place in this old world.