Former Playboy Playmates Part 7: Alyssa’s Journey - Sex Stories

Former Playboy Playmates Part 7: Alyssa’s Journey

... Crystal lagged behind, but she caught up and joined me in servicing Rodney’s cock. There was nothing that could bring me down. I believed I was one step closer to being reunited with Joshua. Sadly, for Rodney, things hadn’t been that good. Ronnie moved away to Charleston, South Carolina and his pool of women was drying up for reasons he couldn’t understand. Here is where I made a mistake. I decided to stay in Miami with Rodney for a few months. He had to travel to Atlanta in March for some event the magazine he modeled for sometimes was throwing. So I figured to stay with him until then, maybe make him feel better in the process. I told Crystal to mail any letters I received from Joshua to Rodney’s and thanked her for everything. She said she strips in Atlanta sometimes, so she’d be sure to visit me. When Rodney was at work, I surfed his internet, looking for jobs, anything really. I applied to some sales stuff, but no luck. When Rodney came home, he’d take me to bed and have his way with me. Ronnie came down from Charleston to visit his brother in Miami. He stayed from Christmas to New Year’s. Constant three-ways ensued. Normally I took cum in my throat, my ass, my face, my stomach, or my tits, but on December 31st, I took it in my pussy. Rodney was on top of me, powerfully slamming into me. Shaking the bed, pinning me down, snarling at me, royally fucking me. I was cumming nonstop under that big black brute. Then he did it. He paused, stabbed me with his cock, and then ...

... started cumming, erupting inside me. My pussy overflowed, the sheer volume of semen sending me over the edge. “Your mine. This pussy is mine,” his growled at me. “Clean my dick,” he ordered, rising off me. I obliged, sucking his cock clean of my juices and his cum. We waited a little while. His cock was hard again, and we went at it more. Ronnie came in next, he and Rodney whispered something, and then Ronnie took me. Normally Ronnie was somewhat talkative, sweet, silly even while having sex, but that night I saw the same fire in his eyes that Rodney had. Looking into my eyes while on top of me, Ronnie moaned, grit his teeth and filled me semen. They were mating with me. They were breeding me all night, taking turns filling me up with their potent seed. I feel asleep before dawn, my gaping pussy oozing cum out of it. An egg was fertilized that night. I don’t know which man was the father, and honestly I don’t care. I know it sounds silly, but being black bred, being taken by those men all night for the sole purpose of getting me pregnant, was a huge turn on. Ronnie left a couple days later and Rodney and I were joined at our respective sex organs. Cumming over and over on each other, I never took cum anywhere but in my pussy. We went at it for three months, only stopping to eat, sleep, reading letters from Joshua, and Rodney going to work. Rodney, never one to share his feelings, seemed sad by then. His brother didn’t live there anymore, his supply of white women was dwindling, ...