He snaps his fingers and I hungrily crawl across the
floor toward him. He sits casually naked in is chair,
his chocolate brown muscular body relaxed, and his
strong legs spread wide so that I can see the object of
my love, my life. Some of you will think I am
perverted, and others of you may even suspect I am
mentally ill, but I tell you I am not.

I have just found the answer to all my longing…a
reason to live. My Black Boyfriend’s huge hunk of
fuckmeat! Before you call me a worthless slut, please
take into consideration that I just turned fifteen and
that I never had sex before I met Tyrone.

I think I’m a pretty girl, at least my family and the
kids at school always said so. My dad told me I was too
young to date boys, and I had always obeyed my parents.
That is until I met Tyrone. He swept me off my feet. I
am a tiny girl, although I do have very large tits.

Tyrone is six foot six and his body is that of a God’s.
But he taught me that I don’t need to worship his whole
body. That is not my purpose in life. I only need to
worship his enormous Dick! I live now only for Tyrone’s
cock…so serve it in any way I can.

That day I met him at the mall changed my life forever.
Until then, I had had an ordinary life with ordinary
goals and dreams. Within a week of meeting Tyrone, he
had fucked away my virginity and taught me how to suck
his huge cock to his satisfaction.

Pleasing him wasn’t easy. I had had no experience. I
was just a stupid cunt. But he was patient. He taught
me that the most important thing in a cunt’s life is to
service her man’s cock. He urged me to run away from
home and come live with him. So I did. I left my family
and friends, my school, my entire lifestyle to be with
my boyfriend. I was in love. Once he had me living with
him, he set about to change my love of him to love of
his big black prick.

As I crawl across the floor toward Tyrone in his chair,
the bell he has hanging from my clit makes the
prettiest little sound. the padlocks he put through
each of my nipples cause my tits to hang heavy and
swing. Tyrone loves that. As I crawl, my eyes are
riveted on his cock. Hanging there half hard between
his strong brown thighs. He wants me to only look at
cocks…not even bother with guy’s faces or bodies…
my eyes are to be always looking at cock.

Even when guys pass me on the street, I am to look at
the lumps in their pants and imagine how big and tasty
their dicks are. I have learned that there are many
different tastes to guys’ pricks. This has taken lots
of practice. I am not allowed any music or TV or
ordinary books or magazines. I am instructed to watch
four hours of fuck videos each day, and Tyrone has me
read books like.

“Black Master’s Teenage Slave.”

Tyrone has had a bad cold this week, so he frequently
spits into a cup he has on a table next to him. When
the cup is filled with his spit and nose gunk, he hands
it to me to drink. I don’t mind this because he is my
boyfriend and my life to me. As I get closer to the
chair, I can smell his dick and balls and my pussy
starts to tingle and
get wet. There is no joy in the world for me like being
able to suck his dick for him. It’s so large, over ten
inches, that at first when he face fucked me, it really
ripped up my throat. I couldn’t talk for about a week.
But Tyrone never was gentle…that is for other guys to
be..sissy guys. NO, Tyrone takes what he wants, and
that is why I love him so much. His black cock is the
most beautiful thing I have ever seen. My eyes tear up
and I get a lump in my throat when he puts on pants
because I can’t stand to have it covered up.

When he comes home from selling drugs or playing
basketball, he will sometimes throw his dirty underwear
or jock strap to me, and I get to suck on it and smell
where his prick and balls have been all day.

It still hurts when he fucks me because his cock is so
big and he is so rough. It hurts even more when he
fucks my ass.

I just turned fifteen last week, and a few months ago,
I didn’t even know people got fucked in the ass. Now it
happens to me five or ten times a day. You see, Tyrone
makes me allow all of his friends to fuck me too. He
says it’s right for him to share me. So I have to suck
and get fucked by up to fifteen guys each day. In the
mouth and cunt and asshole.

Tyrone fucks other girls of course. He kindly explained
to me that my cunt just wasn’t enough to satisfy him.
That doesn’t mean he doesn’t love me and that I’m not
his girlfriend. He just needs fresh pussy. I can
understand that. But I don’t like it that he comes home
after fucking other girls with his dick unwashed and
then wants me to lick and suck the dried cunt-slime
from his prick and balls.

“Clean it up!” he say, slumping in his chair to smoke a
joint. I have to lick every trace of the fuck off his
huge orange sized nuts and his massive prick. But
because I love the dick so much, I am willing to do it,
and soon the taste of cunt goes away and I am left with
the wonderful flavor of his fuckmeat. The only time I
really hate it is when he has fucked some girl in the
ass, and then I really can’t stand the taste. Still I
have to do it if I want to keep him as my boyfriend.

Please don’t think he isn’t wonderful to me.

Two or three times a week, he lets me sleep in his bed
with his dick in my mouth all night. Other nights I
sleep at the side of the bed with a special blanket
that he has jerked off into over a hundred times. I
suck on it and kiss it and smell his cock smell.

He also buys me new clothes for when he takes me out.
Around the house I have to be naked so I am ready to
fuck at all times, but when he takes me out, he lets me
wear beautiful tiny leather skirts that come to just
below my pussy and see through white blouses that are
quite expensive. Of course I wear no underwear. He says
he loves the way my brown nipples show through the
material of the blouse. He makes me work on my nipples
every day for an hour so that they stick out like
erasers.

I am also his special toilet girl. That means that of
all the girls he fucks, he only pisses in my mouth!
That’s why I am allowed to sleep by his bedside on the
floor, so that when he needs to take a leak from that
huge fat wonderful black fuck sausage, I can slide it
in my mouth and swallow his urine. He tells me that
soon I will learn other ways to please him, and he will
no longer need toilet paper.

Do you think it is possible for a fifteen year old girl
to find happiness like this. Sometimes I really miss my
mother and father and brother. To help me get over
them, he lines my litter box with their photos, and I
have to squat and piss and shit on them. I am not
allowed to use a toilet as that is for my boyfriend to
use…I have to do my job in a litter box, often with
all of his friends watching. They laugh a lot and have
a really good time watching me piss and shit. I do get
to clean Tyrone’s toilet though, with my mouth.

When Tyrone’s friends are over to watch some sports
event on TV, I serve them drinks and food, and they are
allowed to finger me of course. When they are not
fingering my twat or tits, I have to sit on a hassock
next to the TV with my legs spread, holding my cunt
lips open for his friends to see up my ditch. This is
to entertain them Tyrone says. Tyrone says a girl of
fifteen should know how to properly sit for her
boyfriend.

He will sometimes order me to stick three or four
fingers up my cunt and sit that way. He says soon, my
entire hand will fit up inside my twat, and then we
will work on working my other hand up my asshole at the
same time. I know it will hurt, but I also know I will
do whatever Tyrone wants. After all, he is my
boyfriend.