Creed - Preamble (Alia's perspective) Written by: Black Ass Slutty Ho
Note: This is the preamble still leading up to The Creed - every part has a story. This is from my perspective.
I was getting dressed after having a two good powerful fucks from my man, I guess. I would not call him my john or anything similiar to that, becuase we been together for 7 years. We fuck, i suck, we go out, I am shared with his friends and family, spanked on a regular. He understands I am not totally his, but only his for the time I am with him. I understand his dick belongs to me and other females. We have that understanding.
I do not leave too many clothes over T's house, just the basics, more panties and bras than he would want, but we stuff it in his oldest son chest on the bottom drawer. He knows, I knows, and his son knows, but no one else. I forget the bra, throw on a long sleeve shirt, slip on some black thongs and a pair of blue sweat pants.
I am not as horny as I was, but my 2-way goes off, and I see it is from Billy. 'Meet me and Larry in the bar, lets have a few drinks.' Billy lives underneath me in a duplex, Larry is his partner. They been together for about 4 years. About two months ago, I intentionally invited myself into Billy & Larry's apartment, without no one's knowledge. I saw the door was open and I was being a good neighbor, until I saw Billy throwin dick into Larry's ass like it was no tomorrow. Larry was doggie-style with his face buried in the pillow. Billy was deep-strokin, but turned around to see me, and waved me in, I pointed at my watch, and said another time. Instead of going into details, lets just say, that Billy started banging me, just as often as Larry, until I got caught by Larry, and the sexual escapde began.
Now we are all cool, and the hostility Larry had against me is controlled as long as he gets to tap my ass in his spare time. You know my concept - dick is dick. If you get it to suck it or fuck it, every hour of the day, then it is good. Billy and Larry meet at this bar called the French Connection III. It is dimly lit bar, that is for the gay crowd, but can be visited by anyone.
I been at this bar twice, always with Billy and Larry, and never did anything except drink, dance, and get rubbed up. No sex. Tonight was different than every other night. This was a first, leaving T's house after getting fucked too good, and not going home. I pretty much know why, I did not have any cum in my ass pussy. I swallowed all of it. I brushed my teeth and rinsed before I left T's house. I was not horny, and that is very different.
I met Billy and Larry at a table off the main stage/dancefloor. Most people were dancing and grinding on the dancefloor. Several guys were grabbing packages and ass, but Larry told me either it jumps off in the male bathroom or they call them closets in the upstairs. We had about three rounds, we each brought a round.
I had my back to the stage. I heard someone say, "What the fuck.", "Motherfucker, get your ass back here." They were both followed by, "Sorry man, I thought you were someone else." I did not turn around, cuz that was familiar. All of sudden, I got the hardest open hand slap on my left booty cheek in a long time. Billy looked at me and smiled. I look at him and cracked a smirk. I looked at my attacker and did not present an emotion. He smiled and walked away.
"How do you like that? Alia gets smacked on her ass, today. I think things are looking up." Billy said, as he looked at my face. "I think she is surprised, Larry." he turned and looked at Larry.
"Surprised, I think he left a hand print on that booty, he slapped it all hard. You know she liked it, cuz unlike the other men, she did not say shit. Alia, you like that slap on the booty." Larry asked, as he tapped my right booty.
"Uh-uh. Shit! No one has ever did that shit before-"
"Stop fucking lying bitch. You know T smack and slap your ass, any chance he gets." Larry said. He was right, T does do it without warning.
"Yeah, but that is T. I am used to him, this was a stranger." I defended.
"So what? All this dude proved is if T can slap your ass, he can too. I think it was a mating call. I think you gonna get another round of dick, tonight. He had a partner, too. Another round of dicks is better." Larry laughed, and reached over to squeeze my tit.
"Larry, stop fucking with Alia. She's freaky anyway. Its good that you got a ass slap. He's interested. Go over and speak to him. See what he's about. We will wait and see. We won't leave you here, ok?" Billy said.
"She going to fuck him, if she gets to wrap her lips around some dick. Billy I bet you-"
"Yeah, fuck the bet. She did that shit to me and you. Once she suck you or blow you, she want a good fuck or two, but this is a stranger with some heart. Go Alia. We got you."
I walked over to my spankee with an intent to ask him why the hell did he spank me, and what was his intent. I thought for a minute that shit was not going to work. Rather I just ask him for a drink.
I arrived at the bar, "One spank on the booty, deserves one drink." I could not agree more. He offered the drink, and then stepped back to admire my ass. I sipped the drink, and noticed the drink was strong. I knew what he wanted. He wanted to get me drunk as shit, so he fuck me like shit. I must admit I was down.
His friend came back to the bar, and sat to my right. I noticed his zipper was down, and wanted to feel him up at the bar. No one could see, and even if they could I am a slut, so its cool.
The dude behind me was rubbing, feeling and even slapping my ass even more. Shit I did not mind. It felt good actually. I introduced myself as Al, sorry "Alia".
"Name is Avery. Alia we are gonna treat this big ass, right tonight. Take care of my friend, up there, and I will take care of your ass, back here."
I kept drinking the next drink lined up, and could not believe I was on the 3rd drink. The dude sitting at my chair, now had his dick laying out, and I was amazed even soft how long his dick was.
Avery had already managed to pull my sweats down, while my left hand was wrapped around a glass, and my right hand around a dick. When I turned my back, I saw I had quite an audience and pulled my sweats back up to cover my ass.
No sooner than I pulled my sweats up, where they yanked down. What the fuck? Then I hear chants, "Spank'er! Spank'er!" I knew what that meant was coming.
Avery asked, "Put my buddy's dick back in his underwear. You will take care of it later." While I tried to manage putting his dick back in his pants, I received two whips of the belt. Different than the first time the hand spanked my clothed ass, now this belt is spanking my bare ass, cuz we all know thongs leave asscheeks out.
I was having trouble finding his underwear. I was told I could only use one hand, and while I was stroking and feelin his dick, you know what happen - his dick got harder. So, if you do not know it is harder to put a hard dick back into pants, let alone underwear. I would have sucked his dick, and got him to bust a nut, to make it easier, but this shit was a serious challenge.
It did not occur to me, until after a few minutes, that this shit was a set-up. I was made to have trouble putting his dick back in his pants and underwear, to encourage Avery to have more time to spank my ass.
"I know you are having problems putting his dick back in his underwear. Take him to the ladies room, and do what you need to do, to put his dick back in his underwear. Later, we can bounce this joint, and I can really spank your ass." Avery said.
I pulled my sweats up and walked over to the ladies bathroom, with my new john in tow. These guys were freaks like me, or they knew the proper game to get a freak.
I took my dude, who I later found out was named Dawson to the ladies room. I grabbed the last stall, and before I went in, Dawson said, "Alia, take off your sweats and thongs. Throw your thongs in the trash. You won't be needin them anymore. Sit your ass on the tiolet seat and suck my dick."
He did not have to ask me twice.
I threw my thongs in the nearest trashcan, threw my sweats on a windowsil, and went into the stall, and plopped my big black ass on the cold tiolet seat. It was dark as shit in the bathroom. Billl told me later the reason, why it stays dark is to discourage men from using it. Ladies come in use the bathroom, and their instructed by the signs in the bathroom to turn the lights out. Why am I sucking dick in a dark bathroom? Because I really don't know.
Dawson stripped his clothes, stepped into the stall, and stroked his nearly hard dick, waiting in anticipation for me to suck his dick. Light was barely getting through, so I had to reach up and find his dick, which he took my lead and aimed it for my slutty mouth to handle.
Once I opened my mouth to allow his dickhead to rest on my warm moist tongue, I then realized how thin his dick is, and also how long it was. I have sucked many dicks in the past, fuck, shit, I still sucking many dicks. Dawson had to have a cool 9.5-11" of dick. Slowly I was allowing my mouth to cover his whole dick.
Dawson was not having this slow sucking of dick. He had a schedule or at least part two of this setup shit, that I guessed wrong was taking place. Dawson said, "I know its a long big dick, but this is not going to take long. I been without a bitch for far too long, and my nut is close, so get ready for this short face fuck, bitch, and I wll let you swab my dick later."
No sooner than he finished, did he grab the back of my head, and engulf his dick into my oral orffice. Damn, I thought I have a mouth full of dick. Yep! I damn sure had a mouth full of dick. My gag reflex did not kick in, so yes I was chokin for a quick second. He pulled off of me, and allowed me to get some air, but damn I was hungry for his dick, so I wanted it back in my mouth again. I don't know, I guess once a hard dick is in a bitch's mouth, it is sposed to stay there. That is how I felt.
Once again, Dawson took a stab and this time, his dick went straight in, and my bottom lip was touching his ballsac. I think its more of slut move to stick your tongue out and lick his ballsac, to tell him, (1) I got a mouthful of your dick, and (2) I know I do cuz I licking your nutholders cuz that is just as much as a slut as I think I am,
Of course, he responded with a "Oh Shit!" as he did he looked to the door, cuz he thought he was loud. You could not hear him, the music was loud, and across the hall, men wear on their knees sucking dick. I felt I had more class, I was sitting on a tiolet seat sucking dick.
Part two of the face fuck began. Dawson was throwing his dick in my mouth from deep to the base, mid way through passing my wet tongue, till allowing me to suck on his dick head, which I paid special attention to, becuase I knew it is the most sensitve, and my long dick baby was holding on to some much needed nut for a very long time.
I think it only took Dawson maybe the next three minutes, to scream, moan, and nut. I would have thought I was going to eat some nut, but he took the opp to nut on my face, and then for me to clean him off. Some spilled in my eye, so he grabbed a paper towel, and asked "What eye?"
I knew what that meant. He planned for me to wear his nut in the public crowd, like I am his trophy slut. Most femmes would have been devasted, but I thought it was cute. Shit, it was just about an hour ago, I got slapped on the ass, spanked, got tipsy, and was feeling a hard dick which I could not get back in his pants, and now got face fucked and cum on my face. What other slut would have done the same thing?
After he wiped my right eye of the nut, he threw the towel in the trash, and said, "Now put my dick back in my pants." He put his legs in the pant legs and I pulled his pants up, kissed his dick, and buttonned his pants. He was nice, and handed me, my sweatpants, and we left the ladies bathroom. "Meet us in the back of the club, we have a tan Chevy Suburban with tinted windows. Get in the right rear passenger door." with that he left and disappered in the crowd.
I looked over at the male bathroom and johns were offering me over to suck their dicks so they could add more nut to my already glistening face. I declined and walked away. Typically, I might have took the opportunity, but I wanted to see what was going to happen next. I went back to the table where Billy and Larry were seated.
"Oh my!" Billy said.
"Alia, you look like a chocolate glazed donut. Umm-Umm yummy. Can I have a lick?" Larry smiled and laughed.
"Stop fucking with her-" Billy said.
"Meet us in the rear in the Chevy Burban." Avery smacked me again on the ass. "You look very cool with all the nut on your face, bitch."
"You will enjoy her-" Billy said and smiled. "We did!"
Avery smiled and waved and left with Dawson.
"Don't let us hold you up. You got two dicks waiting, and you already got one nut, get some more!" Larry said.
"If you get into trouble, then let us know. We will come and get you. Be safe!" Billy said.
Amid all the extra discussion men were passing, smiling, laughing, and some were grabbing their packages all wanting to leave their nut on my face. As I grabbed my coat and began to leave several men made viable offers for me to come back and join them in the closets for more sex, and another coat of nut on my face.
How much so, I would have longed to take them up on their offer. I had to decline. I had two dicks to service.
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The Creed - Bitch Initation