How I, a racist white woman, was raped by BBCs

Racist white woman is turned into a cum dump for black men in a dark alley

Well, first, I think I should introduce myself. My name is Mia, I'm 37 years old, and this story happened to me five years ago. Since this event, I'm about to tell you about it, I've become a complete slut. I think this story is where it all started, and I stopped being a pure woman and became a slut. And since there's nowhere else on the internet for me to post this kind of stuff, I think the ideal place is here.

Since my childhood, I was raised in an extremely conservative white Christian family. I lived in a very small town, and the entire town and much of the neighborhood were also made up of very conservative and racist white people. It was very difficult to see Black people in the city, and combined with the toxic culture and my parents, I also became quite racist as I grew up there. At church, the pastor preached about white supremacy and talked about how we were all superior. We rarely saw Black people in the city. We usually ran into them in bars or just passing through. I always thought they were disgusting and completely subhuman. I laughed and cursed at them, and I was never punished. In fact, I was even praised for it and completely protected. If they tried anything against me, there would always be someone to defend me.

And so, I spent my entire childhood and adolescence in this environment. I was taught to take care of myself and protect myself, never to have friends, much less a Black boyfriend, as that would tarnish and destroy our family's perfect and superior genes. I simply agreed with my father and mother and learned how completely different we were from Black people. After I turned 20, I decided I didn't want to stay in that town. I liked the friends I made and the people there, but it was too small. I then decided I wanted to go to college and, of course, move to another city, see more of what the world had in store for me. I then sent letters to a few universities and was soon accepted. I packed my things, said goodbye to my parents, friends, and siblings, and then set off on my trip.

I arrived in my new home, a city 20 times larger than the one I'd lived in my entire life. When I arrived at college, I quickly fit in, made friends, and met a lot of people. The atmosphere at my college wasn't much different from my hometown; Black people were rarely seen, and my entire social circle was racist, so we didn't bother to look down on them whenever we saw them. I was far from home, but I still had my supremacist ideas, completely supported by the new people I met; it was as if everyone was like that and I didn't know it. And throughout college, I became an extremely spoiled brat. My parents always sent me a lot of money so I wouldn't have to work, since they were quite wealthy. I always took advantage of life, shopping, going to beauty salons, going to the gym, always enjoying life. I was a spoiled and arrogant girl who was also accompanied by other girls exactly like me.

We'd go to the mall every day to buy junk food, party, treat anyone who wasn't white like trash and laugh at them afterwards. It was all so much fun, I was having the best time of my life. During college, I ended up meeting a brown-haired white man with whom I fell in love immediately. He was also racist, supported my ideas, paid for expensive things for me. He treated me like a princess and had a decent 3-inch dick. Our relationship quickly evolved; we became boyfriend and girlfriend. I introduced him to my parents during the holidays, we got married, I graduated from college, and we had two beautiful children.

So at 34, my life seemed perfect. We moved to an even bigger city because of my husband's job. I was living in a very large and comfortable house. My husband had a stable job and earned a good income. I had a comfortable and sexually active life. I didn't need to work, just take care of our children and spend the money on whatever I wanted. My children were 7 and 5 at the time. Besides a large house and plenty of money to have fun, I was also at the peak of my beauty. I was 175 cm tall and 80 kg, with long, well-groomed blonde hair, almost pale white skin, very well-groomed and almost perfect, light pink lips, an almost angelic face, blue eyes, a very large and plump butt, in addition to my 34 HH breasts, which were quite large after having two children. My pussy had blonde pubic hair that was also almost white. I was basically every conservative white Christian American man's dream. A pure, submissive, Christian, and very beautiful and sexy woman. My life was perfect, until one day changed everything.

It was 2020, in the midst of the pandemic and the BLM protests, I watched the news thinking the world was going to end because of the disease and those Black people protesting. My great-grandfather had gotten sick and couldn't leave the house late one night, so he asked me to go to the pharmacy and buy him some things. I almost never did that, so it was very difficult for me to accept this. So I just gave in, left our kids at home with him, and went into town, quite irritated, to buy what he had asked of me. Since I was still a pretty arrogant bitch, I got dressed up to just go to the supermarket and the pharmacy. I put on earrings, put on makeup, put on a green dress that really showed off my curves, put on my best shoes, and grabbed my purse. Then I drove to the pharmacy.

I looked for a parking spot for a few minutes but couldn't find one. The city was so crowded, I had to park my car two blocks away from the pharmacy. Entering the pharmacy, I realized it was pretty empty. I went to the cashier and bought what I wanted. When I was leaving, I saw a group of three young black men coming in. They came in and looked at me, seemingly mesmerized by my perfect MILF body. I just looked at them in disgust and tried to ignore them and leave when one of them said, "Wow, that's hot. You don't want to go out with me, ma'am?" I just looked at him with a smug smile and said, "No, niggas don't have a chance with me. I don't sleep with inferior animals." When I said that, he got very angry and even tried to attack me. Then his friends grabbed him and said, "Forget it, man. She's just a needy bitch. Forget it." He calmed down a bit, but all three of them kept looking at me angrily. I just smiled and left the store while they kept talking. At that moment, I wondered how a nigga like that thought he had a chance with me. I just laughed as I thought about how absurd it was for this to have happened. As I walked to my car, I decided to grab my phone and check my Instagram and reply to people. As I walked, distracted, I turned onto the street to get to my car, but when I realized it, I hadn't turned left. In fact, I'd turned into a dark, dead-end alley.

I then put my phone away, thinking it was strange that I'd made such a stupid mistake, and turned to leave the alley. As I was turning to leave, I saw a strange figure entering the alley. It was a Black homeless man, about 183 cm tall, wearing very old, dirty, and torn clothes, wearing a green cap, and holding a bottle of liquor in one hand. He also had a white beard, indicating he was quite old. He also appeared to be quite overweight, perhaps 120 or 140 kg. I tried to ignore him, just kept walking toward the exit as if he wasn't there. As I approached, he simply stretched out his arm, blocking me from passing. He then said, "Hmm, look what we have here! What kind of bitch is this in my house?" My disgusted expression turned to anger. I wouldn't accept being called a bitch by a filthy black man like him. I then said, "Fuck you, you pathetic nigga! You disgusting filth! Just get out of my way!"

As I said this, I tried to force my way out of the narrow alley, trying to lower his arm and pass through. As I finished, I was immediately met with a punch to the stomach. It knocked me back a bit, and I fell, gasping for air. At that moment, I was completely shocked. I had never in my life been subjected to such violence. I'd always gotten away with humiliating people, and there was always someone to protect me. But now I was alone in an alley with this violent man. I was no longer in my protected city. I lay on the ground, trying to catch my breath after that punch to the stomach. My purse and cell phone fell to the ground, my eyes watered, and I stared at the ground in shock.

I caught my breath, almost crying, and then I looked up in anger. When I lifted my head, I saw him standing right in front of me, my face just inches from his pants. I hadn't gotten that close, and from that distance, I could smell him. Days and days without showering on the streets had resulted in that smell. I nearly vomited when I smelled that fragrance. Even in that situation, being looked down upon by that man, I still said, "You damned black man!!! You'll see!! You're a dead man!" He then looked at me angrily and slapped me across the face. I was about to get up and that slap made me fall again. I almost fainted from the force of it and while my mind was spinning, he said, "You damn racist bitch! You come to my house, insult me, and still think you can leave without being punished? Apparently, no one taught you how to behave."

After he finished saying that, and before I could understand what he had said, he reached for my hair—my perfect blonde hair, perfectly manicured from the salon I had been to earlier. He simply reached for my hair with his big, dirty hand and pulled it, bringing my face level with his manhood. I screamed in pain and begged him to let go, but even though I tried, he just ignored me and continued, "You're such an arrogant bitch, you need to be taught a lesson and learn to behave." Then, while holding my hair, he threw the bottle of liquor in his hand to the floor and then, using his now-free hand, slapped me hard across the face again. I almost fainted again and started crying. That situation had never happened before, not even in my childhood had anyone hit or treated me like that. My world and my mind were shattering, and I was already starting to despair, imagining that I would be killed that day and in that place.

While I was trying to understand the situation, he, with his free hand, began to lower his pants, revealing his dick. It was still soft, it was a big, fat, dirty and smelly dick. His fat balls seemed to be very heavy, maybe because of days and days without fucking. His dick and balls smelled a lot and were very hairy. "Well, let's begin, your first lesson will be to learn how to suck a dick, as every woman should know." When he lowered his pants and showed his fat dick right in front of me, I started to despair. I started crying and begging as he said, "What?? What the fuck?? No, please... Don't let me go. I'll pay whatever you want!! I'm sorry, I'm so sorry..." He didn't react, just grabbed my head with both hands and then shoved my face right into his balls.

At that moment, I was in a situation I never imagined. I, the perfect Christian woman, blonde hair, blue eyes, perfect white skin, well-groomed, raised in a conservative family, with a rich husband, and a hatred of Black people. The woman who was every conservative American man's dream, now I was nose-deep in the fat, hairy balls of a Black homeless man. I felt all my dignity shattered as my nose was buried in those balls and his fat cock rested on my face. All my honor, all my dignity, all my purity was being shattered in that moment. Along with my mind being destroyed, my nose was also being severely punished. My nose was buried deep in his hairy balls. The smell of those sweaty balls, soaked in days without a shower, invaded my nostrils and took over my mind. The smell made me almost vomit. After a while, he held my face in his balls, then pulled my face away. Now my beautiful, made-up face was covered in that disgusting man's pubic hair. After that, his huge, soft cock was now hard.

And my God, I had never seen anything like it in my life. A huge, veiny cock that seemed bigger and thicker than my forearm. For a moment, I thought it couldn't be real because of its size. I've been with several white guys, but that black cock was something I'd never seen before. It was easily 10 inches, practically three times bigger than my husband's. He then positioned my face and placed his dick right in front of my mouth and ordered "now that you've smelled my balls it's time to use that throat, come on white bitch, open your mouth, I'll show you how a black man is superior to a white guy hahaha" After he said that my jaw locked, I knew I couldn't open my mouth in any way, if that entered me my throat would be completely destroyed, the biggest dick I had ever sucked was 6 inches over 10 years ago, now that massive piece of meat there was no way I could suck that, besides the monstrous size that dick was extremely disgusting, smelly and dirty besides being black, I had a complete aversion to that piece of meat. My mind then instinctively locked my mouth and my jaw so that my mouth would not open in any way.

He then became enraged. While holding my head and trying to force his cock against my lips and teeth, he decided to be more brutal. He slapped me across the face and told me to open up again. I resisted, but he showed no mercy and gave me 10 more heavy slaps. His strength was bizarre; he was hitting me like he wanted to kill me. My face was already red, I couldn't even feel my cheeks anymore. As I cried profusely from all of this, and not wanting to take any more slaps, I timidly opened my mouth. Quickly, when he realized this, he forced his cock into my mouth and throat with as much force as he could.

I immediately gagged at the feel of his cock entering my mouth. The cocks of the guys I'd been with never exceeded 6 inches, so my throat and mouth were completely unprepared for that massive cock. When he entered, my mouth felt completely full, the taste of that disgusting cock filling my mouth completely. Even if I ate some gum or candy, the taste of that cock would linger in my mouth for days. His thrust was powerful, but as soon as he reached the entrance to my tight throat, he stopped. It was as if he couldn't go any further. But still, that disgusting bum hadn't given up. He adjusted his hands, gripped my head as tightly as he could, and what followed was a series of violent thrusts against my "virgin" throat.

He looked like a breeding bull who hadn't been fucked in days. Strong, powerful thrusts, using all his strength. Little by little, that massive cock destroyed my throat, stretching and widening it, opening its own path to my stomach. He didn't even stop to breathe. It seemed he'd saved all that energy and violence for the first unlucky slut he encountered, which in this case, unfortunately, was me. His fat balls, which seemed loaded with his seed, bounced with each thrust. While he enjoyed raping my throat and reshaping it for his massive black cock, I was having a complete mind-break. I couldn't accept the situation I was in. I, a pure white woman with perfect and superior genes, was in a disgusting alley having my precious throat completely destroyed and desecrated by a disgusting black beggar. It was as if the queen were being raped by a mere commoner; that could never happen. Besides, I had no idea what excuse I would give my husband, my family, all of them deeply racist. How would they deal with the fact that my throat had been desecrated like that? Thinking about all this eased some of the pain and disgust of having my throat raped like that. Each thrust seemed to force my throat to adapt, which was quite painful. I almost vomited several times. My makeup and lip liner were already completely ruined from my tears as that cock claimed my throat.

After long, powerful thrusts, the man finally got what he wanted. With one last, hard thrust, he shoved his cock completely down my throat. My nose was now being punished, as it was in the man's pubic hair, smelling his disgusting stench. My throat was completely sore, the sensation of that cock throbbing inside me was unforgettable. That piece of meat was bigger and thicker than my entire forearm, and by luck or misfortune, it had fit completely inside me without me vomiting even once. I was broken and impressed by it. He held me in that position for a few seconds, just so I could fully enjoy the feel of that piece of meat inside me, and after that, he slowly pulled his cock out of my mouth. His dirty, disgusting cock was now clean, glistening with my saliva. All the dirt must have gotten in my throat and would probably stay there for the next few days. He then pulled that fat cock out of my mouth just to rub it on my face.

At that moment my princess face with my perfect skin and well made up had transformed into the face of a slut, the mascara ruined, the saliva from his dick being rubbed on my face, my new "make up" had transformed me from a perfect and pure princess into a cheap truck stop whore, the appearance of my face was now no different from all the other whores in the city who were sucking multiple dicks. He then looked at me and said "well, now you have the right makeup on, you look like a porn star after being well used. I bet if they saw your face now no one would recognize you haha but well, that's how you should always look, like a cheap whore you disgusting slut. Now I think it's time to make you taste some of my black seed, it's been stored in my balls for a few months haha I hope you like it" I then looked at him crying and begged once again "you won... you destroyed my dignity and taught me a lesson... let me go please... I'm a mother and I have children..." Even though I begged and tried to cause some empathy in him he seemed completely apathetic to my situation, he just said then "fuck, you came into my house and that's more than enough reason for me to do what I have to do, I don't care about your children and husbands, I only care that my balls are empty, and now bitch open your mouth" I then just continued crying and obediently opened my mouth, when I opened it he soon He spat in my mouth and told me to swallow, saying, "This is to remind you who's in charge here." Soon after, he shoved his fat cock inside me again.

This time it was much easier. His cock slid easily all the way down my throat. He then firmly held my head and, once again, without any mercy or empathy, began to fuck me. At that moment, I felt like an onahole, as if my only role was to be a hole for him to shove his cock into. I, who had felt like a pure princess, was now reduced to a cheap whore being fucked in a dark alley. I could only cry as he used my throat in that sloppy, brutal way. All I could think about was what would happen to me as I felt that cock sliding rapidly down my throat. After a few minutes of thrusting, bobbing my head and using me like a sex toy, he finally climaxed. He thrust his cock as deep as he could, letting out an intense groan. Then I began to feel his cock pulsing inside me, as if it were a hose carrying liters of his liquid. I could feel his cock throbbing as he moaned, and I felt something warm being released deep in my throat. He pumped and slowly withdrew his cock from my throat, as if he wanted his load of cum to be completely spread inside me.

He then finished pouring his seed into me. I felt as if my entire throat and mouth had been completely impregnated with his seed. My small mouth was filled with his disgusting seed. The taste was bitter and salty, a horrible experience. It flooded my mouth, and that flavor felt like I would taste it permanently on my tongue. He pulled his cock out of me, and I could see that soft, sticky cock dangling in front of me, that massive cock. He then told me to open my mouth and show him his work. I did, and he could see the puddle of cum in my mouth. He then asked me to gargle, which I did without question. He then smiled and wiped his fat cock on my face and hair. Before, if I looked like a porn star, now I looked like a sex slave. My face was completely degraded, a mixture of saliva, tears, ruined makeup, and cum. At that moment, I felt like the dirtiest whore who ever lived. I then begged him once again to let me go, to which he replied, "I'm not finished yet, get up, you dirty whore." Since I was already broken by this point, I decided to just obey. I immediately stood up, and he said, "Now turn your back to me and put your hand against the wall." At that moment, I already knew what was going to happen. He had already dominated my throat, now he would dominate my precious pussy.

I didn't try anything, I didn't even try to beg, much less run away. I knew anything would be useless and could result in an even worse situation for me. I just turned around while mentally begging for it to end quickly. He then said, "Good girl," and then lifted my dress, revealing my black panties. He then pulled down my panties and said, "Look, your pussy is wet. Apparently, you liked that, you dirty whore." The moment I heard that, something broke inside me. I was perfect, I hated people of that disgusting race, and yet I was having my throat violated in the worst possible way by the worst possible person. And even in this extreme situation, had my body liked it? Was I wet? Why? Why did this happen? My body was loving being treated like that. While I was being fucked, I hadn't even paid attention to it; only now that he said it did I notice. While I was thinking, he wasted no time and quickly stuck two fingers in my pussy. I moaned as he continued fingering me and exploring my pussy.

With all this stimulation and months of not having sex, he quickly became hard again. He then positioned his cock at the entrance of my pussy and thrust into me with everything. This moment was much more relaxed. I'm a mother, so my pussy was already stretched enough, and with the lubrication of his own cum and my saliva, it was very easy for that massive cock to enter me. And when he entered and started fucking me, I felt the most intense pleasure of my life. Each time that cock slid inside me, it was as if he gave me a wave of pleasure. Each thrust that I felt hit the bottom of my womb left my mind blank for a few seconds. My hard, rigid body gradually became softer and more relaxed with each wave of pleasure. I always thought penis size didn't matter, but that massive, fat cock filling my pussy was taking me to a limit I'd never reached before with any of my boyfriends. I was loving it, my moans became more intense, and without realizing it, I was helping him fuck me by moving my ass. And after five minutes of him starting, I was quickly coming for the first time, an intense orgasm I'd never felt before filling my body. When I came, I just moaned intensely and just wanted more, I wanted to feel more of that cock inside me, I wanted to feel everything. And he made me feel everything. After coming, it wasn't long before I came again. Those consecutive orgasms were now reshaping my brain, my little brain being broken and reshaped by those intense orgasms that massive cock gave me.

And it wasn't just me who got excited; that man had gotten excited too. He then began slapping my ass hard while pulling my hair. I felt like a cheap street whore, like an animal in heat, but this time, I was loving it. I loved how I was reaching orgasms one after the other. After a few minutes of him thrusting into me non-stop, my last orgasm finally came. Without thinking, and completely overcome by lust, I said, "COME DEEP IN ME!!! FILL ME WITH YOUR DISGUSTING BLACK SEED." Without realizing it, I had become a crazy slut, and he soon followed my request. He then gave one last powerful thrust and filled my womb with his seed. I could feel his cock throb, my womb get hot, I was being completely impregnated with it, and I was loving it. I must admit that I almost had a second orgasm as I felt his cum being released into me. He then just gave me one more hard slap on my ass, took his cock out of me, put it in his pants, and said, "Yeah, I'm satisfied. You're a great whore. Now I have to buy some cigarettes." He then left, leaving me there in that position. My pussy was leaking cum while I moaned and my legs trembled, locked. I was completely broken. I stayed in that position with my pussy exposed while I thought about what I was going to do and he left.

While I was in shock in that position, I heard a voice saying, "Look what we have here." When I looked back, it was the three boys I had met at the pharmacy. They then approached me and saw how I was, my pussy wide open, leaking cum, my face completely messed up. One of them said, "Well, we can't leave this needy old lady here, haha." At that moment, I knew what was going to happen. The first one took his dick out of his pants, approached me, and rubbed his hard cock against my pubic hair before starting to fuck my pussy again. His dick wasn't as big as the homeless man's, but it was still a considerable size. While I was being fucked, the other two boys were going through my bag and my cell phone. The first boy then finished releasing another load of cum in my pussy, and then the other approached my ass with the lipstick I had in my bag. He then wrote the word "whore" on my fat ass using my lipstick. And right after, while I was still orgasming, he started fucking me.

After they both had their fun with my pussy and filled it with two more loads, they asked me to kneel. I quickly obeyed. By this point, my mind was already shattered, and I was simply obeying everything they said. I then knelt, and they told me to lower my dress and reveal my 34-inch breasts to them. I then lowered my dress, and my plump breasts practically exploded out. One of them then said, "Fuck, this bitch has really plump breasts! She was born to be a breeding toy." And while they laughed at me and teased me, they began fucking my mouth and my breasts. Without mercy, without mercy, without regard for who I was, I was now in that alley serving as a sex toy for those three young Black men.

While they fucked my mouth and my breasts, they also took pictures, humiliated me even further, and degraded me. I was already at my wit's end, just obeying and doing everything they ordered. So I just accepted it all and let them do as they pleased. By the end, my breasts and face were covered in thick loads of cum. They had taken several pictures on their phones and also had my contact information. After they finished, they just wiped their dicks on my hair and left. I lifted up my dress and put my breasts away, went to the pharmacy, bought a morning-after pill, and asked to use the bathroom, where I cleaned myself and cried for a while before going home.