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"The Lincoln" -- Thrasher Girls I, by ronni_b.  (teen, inter, rough,
kinda nc and based on real-life events)


Note - THIS STORY HAS BEEN REVISED FROM THE ORIGINAL.  I co-wrote the
first two Thrasher Girl stories with another writer here on ASS a few
years back, and there have always been some minor points about them
that I never liked.  So, I decided to revise Thrasher Girls I & II
and make them totally mine now.  rb 

This story and ALL Thrasher Girls fiction by ronni b appears
exclusively at www.freedomstorehousepress.com .  All rights reserved.


Thrasher Girls I - "The Lincoln"


My friends and I hang out at a 24-hour coffee bar called "Magic
Beans".  We're there all hours of the day and night.  It's usually
six or seven of us -- three girls and the three guys.  

First, there's me, Rhonda, but I go by ronni.  I'm fifteen, long dark
curly hair, and I'm about 5'4, 120 pounds.  I have big boobs for a
girl my age, 34C if you're into that.  I guess my body is all right
because a lot of guys hit on me, and everyone is always trying to get
me naked -- guys AND girls.  Which is cool with me because,
basically, I'm into everything with everyone, as long as they're hot. 

Speaking of hot, I just love tatts and pierces.  I've got five killer
tatts myself -- a barbed wire pattern on my tummy with roses, a sun
and moon on each of my boobs, and two Zen characters on each of my
butt cheeks.  My tongue is double pierced, too, and I've got multiple
pierces in my left eyebrow, my nose and my belly-button (of course). 
Just last month I FINALLY got my labes stuck, too, right where it can
rub my clit when I fuck.  

My best friend is Nicolette, who goes by the name nikki p.  She's
maybe an inch taller than me, red hair, about the same weight (maybe
a little more, but in all the right places), and she's really got the
killer body in our group -- real flat tummy, curvy hips and like 36D
tits.   She looks like a porno-star, and that's why we call her nikki
p.  The P stands for porno, and believe me it FITS.

nikk's really pierced, too, all over, especially her tongue and puss.
And she has tatts EVERYWHERE on her body.  I just love the big snake
on her tummy that coils down to her crotch, which she shaves all the
time.  The tail curls up right around her labes, and the tip goes up
around her puss to her ass.  On her ass, she has a chick-demon with
her tongue wedged in her butt crack.  She has demons on both her big
boobs, too, but those are both dude-demons. One looks like a devil
with a spiked dick.  The other is this kind of grim reaper dude with
a hard cock made of bone.  Then she has creeping ivies and roses all
over bod and down to her ankles.  She is pretty much the hottest
chick around.

The other chick in our set is Tamara, who we call tam-tams.  She's a
year younger than me and nikki, and she's only a freshman while we're
sophomores.  tam-tams is REAL thin and tall, like she could be a
model or something.  She looks pretty anorexic, too, like she's maybe
not even 100 pounds, even though I know that's impossible.  What I
think makes her look SO skinny is her height.

tams has GOT to be 5'10" at least, and she's WAY over 6 feet when she
wears her 4-inch heels -- which she does ALL the time.  She has these
great, long, thin legs that drive guys CRAZY.  She knows it, too, and
she wears really (I mean REALLY) short dresses and skirts to school
all the time.  Her trademark, though, is her white stockings and
garter belts.  She'll wear them high up her thighs, leaving about an
inch of bare leg-flesh between the garter belt and her hem.  To top
it off, she's always wearing all these weird types of panties.

tams is heavily into flashing guys, especially all the pervo
teachers.  Sometimes she'll wear black silk panties, sometimes white
lace, sometimes baby-doll pink or hot red or sky blue thongs.  And
sometimes she'll even put on a pair of Mikey's jockeys, which REALLY
turns the pervs on (me, too?).  Even tonight, when it's fucking
absolute zero out, she's still wearing a super-short plaid skirt and
those white silk stockings and garters.  I just can't figure her out.

In some ways, tams can be SUCH a puss.  I mean she only has one tatt 
-- on her back, a blue unicorn - and ONE pierce - a rhinestone stud
in her nose.  So she's like a total puss when it comes to piercing
and tatts.  I mean she gets all freaked when she sees needles or
anything.  nikk and I are ALWAYS trying to get her to get some more
art, but she's always putting us off because of the pain.

Yet, she'll march around when it's fucking Pluto outside wearing a
mini and silk stockings.  You explain that to me because I fucking
GIVE UP!  Maybe it has something to do with the guys in our set.  No
matter how many times they see her, they are ALWAYS checking out her
legs, especially Mikey.

nikk, tams and I hang with three guys -- Josh, Mikey and Nicky (which
is another reason we call Nicolette nikki p, so we don't confuse her
with Nicky).  Josh is short, cute, with a goatee, and he's pretty
much a student.  He reads all the time, and he tells great stories,
and he can talk about all sorts of wild stuff like ufos, government
cover-ups and cults.  He's kind of the leader in our set, and he
works the graveyard shift at the Magic Beans on the weekend.

Mikey is a real doll.  He used to play football, so he was kind of
jock and all that.  Now he just thrashes and works out, though.  Once
he started hanging with Josh and us, he got TOTALLY corrupted.  All
his old coaches and friends keep trying to get him back into the
whole sports thing, and I can see why.  He's like six feet and pretty
ripped, but he also has this gentle kind of way about him.  All the
girls in school are after him BIG TIME, but he only has eyes for
tam-tams.  Which is the REAL reason she started hanging out with us
in the first place.

Nicky is the group psycho.  He's shorter than Josh and kind of fat. 
He's funny ha-ha AND funny strange, and he gets MAJOR pissed off like
all the time.  Back in the fourth grade they diagnosed him with ADHD,
ODD, dyslexia and a whole bunch of other crap.  Personally, I think
he faked it all so he could hang out in the slacker classes and act
like a nutcase 24-7.

Whenever we're out, it's almost guaranteed that Nicky'll start
ranting about something real loud and cause a scene.  Like I said,
he's TOTALLY psycho and kind of a pervo, too.  He's SO heavy into
porn and S&M stuff that sometimes I worry about him, especially when
he's on his computer.

Nicky hacks ALL the time.  I swear, someday he's going to get into
real trouble with that shit.  He'll spend HOURS downloading pics, I
mean the REAL illegal hardcore stuff -- women fucking horses and
dogs, little kids screwing, and stuff that REALLY looks like rape. 
When he's not online committing felonies, he's playing his drums.  He
and Josh jam all the time because Josh plays guitar, and they kind of
have this punk, speed-metal band going on.

The other dude who also sometimes hangs with us is Sean.  He's older
than us by two years, and he plays bass with Josh and Nicky in their
band.  Sean is real tall and real quiet and pretty much a loner. 
He's also an artist, and he's the one who comes up with most of the
designs for our tatts.

So that's our set.  We're all pretty tight, and like I said we spend
almost all our time thrashing or sitting at Magic Beans playing
Tekken or surfing on the net looking for trouble (that's usually
Nicky or me).  Lately, nikk and I have become obsessed with getting
some more tatts and pierces.  So we'll just spend hours looking at
tatt mags and the design sketches that Sean keeps doing for us.

What nikk and I REALLY want to see, though, is tams get some more
work done on her.  She is just WAY too girlie to be cruising with us.
So we're keeping at her.  Like tonight ... It's around ten o'clock, and
the three of us are hanging at Beans per usual.  nikk and I talking
pierces AGAIN, and we are TOTALLY getting on tams' case.

"You gotta get your belly done," nikki says.  "EVERYONE gets that
done."

"I told you," tams says, "I don't want to do that yet."

"You're just being a puss," I say.  "Shit, it doesn't hurt THAT much.
So just do it already.  It's not like you're doing your labes or
anything.  Now THAT fucking HURTS!  A belly ring'd look sooo cool on
you, too.  Like maybe a black pearl or something .. or a ruby ..?"

Just then Mikey and Nicky come in.  They've been out doing whatever,
but now they're here for the night.  We say "hi", and they sit down. 
Right away, tams gets all snuggley with Mikey, curling up against his
shoulder and licking his neck.  They go French in another second, and
I watch her hand drift under the table to his package.  Mikey has got
a NICE package. 

"The Lincoln's out in the lot," Nicky says, trying to ignore Mikey's
and tams' little PDA demo.  "I checked it out.  They've got some
stuff."  These four niggers drive the Lincoln from the projects over
to our side of town and sell shit.  They hang out at Magic Beans
almost every night because they have A LOT of regular customers here
... including us.

I look at nikki and then tams.  "Are you guys in?" I ask, like they
wouldn't be.  Still, I always have to check to make sure.

nikki nods and looks at tams.  tams unlocks from Mikey for a sec and
shoots me and nikk a look.  When she sees that we're DEAD SERIOUS,
she nods her head real quick, like she doesn't want to even give
herself a chance to reconsider.

"Sean and Josh'll be here in a few, too," Nicky says.  "They're
scamming beers from some old dude.  They'll definitely be wanting
some shit."

"Might as well do the deed and get it over with." nikki reaches in
her purse for the deck of airline playing cards she always carries
for just this occasion.

tams and I watch as she shuffles the deck a few times.  nikk learned
cards from her dad, who's a TOTAL sharp.  So she's real smooth with
them - so smooth you can't tell when she's playing straight or
scamming.  When she's done riffling, she gives them to tams to cut.

tams cuts the deck and hands them back to nikk, who puts them
face-down on the table.  Then tams goes all puppy-dog on Mikey,
giving him the big eyes.  She's hoping maybe he'll put up some money
and buy her out of this round.  He just smiles, though, and crosses
his fingers for good luck.  Mikey knows the rules.

"With Sean along, we'll need to get more than usual," nikk says,
thinking out loud.  She's always the one who plans and organizes our
little missions.  "And if we're getting more, those niggers'll want
two of us instead of one."  She taps the top of the cards and points
to tams and me.  "So it's the two low cards, okay ..?  And high card
coughs up the cash ... "

In case you're wondering what the HELL is going on here, let me fill
you in quick.  This is how we afford to get shit from the Lincoln. 
Hell, it's pretty much how we afford everything - shit, tatts,
pierces, beers.  Sex doesn't only sell, it fucking buys, too .. A LOT!

You see, the niggers in the Lincoln are always cutting deals with
regulars like us.  They'll exchange some of their shit for sex, as
long as we pay full price for the rest.  It goes like this.

Let's say we need four baggies.  They'll give us one baggie for some
head, or two baggies for head and a fuck.  But we'll have to buy the
rest of the shit at full price.  If we want more shit, we have to do
more for them.

Now on a night like tonight when we'll be needing A LOT of shit --
probably about six baggies total -- they'll definitely want two of us
girls working for it, plus cash for the rest.  Two of us can probably
work about four or five bags from them depending on what we do. 
Since it's Friday and we're all looking to get SERIOUSLY wasted, I
figure whoever draws low cards will try and get everything they can
from the niggers.

"Who's first?" I ask.

"I'll go," nikki kind of laughs.  "Here goes nothing."  She draws a
card from the middle of the deck and holds it close to her chest.  I
nod to tams.  Her turn.

tams hates this, and nikki and I know it.  But if she wants to hang
with us (and she does .. BELIEVE ME), this is what she has to do. 
None of us has the money to buy all the shit we always need,
especially with the guys along.  And, in case you're wondering, we do
this for the guys because they're always the ones who scam the beer,
and that's the really tough part.

Getting beers out of the Dairy Mart is always a real challenge.  You
either have to scam some guy over 21 to get it for you, or you have
to go in there and rip it off yourself.  The guys do about 50-50 -
half scamming and half boosting.  It's no joke either.  Nicky was
even busted once and thrown in jail for the weekend before his
fucking parents bailed him out.  So I think sucking some nigger dicks
is the least we can do for the cause.

Besides, without the guys we'd have NO CAR.  So we really don't have
much of a choice.  Josh's wagon is pretty much our ONLY mode of
transportation until nikki and I get our licenses this spring.  So
when you think about things in those terms, going out to the Lincoln
really isn't THAT big a deal.  When you're choking on some nigger's
big rank dick, though, it can sometimes feel like you got the raw end
BIG TIME.

So, here we are now, drawing cards to see who'll be the "lucky" ones
tonight.  tams takes hers, and I draw mine, too, sneaking a peek
before I press it to my chest.  FUCK! It's the fucking three of
spades.  That means unless nikk and tams both deuce out, I'm going to
be sucking some black dick and whatever else tonight.

Oh well!  In a few hours, I'll be so toasted it won't fucking matter.
I look over at tams.  She's smiling and showing her card to Mikey,
all smug and shit.  BITCH!  She must've had a good draw.

"Last to draw, first to show," nikk says to me.

I nod and flip over my card.  I already know the fucking results.  

Nicky starts going all hyena when he sees my three.  "Oooo, ronni's
goin' to the G-Toe," he teases, slapping me on the back.

"Your turn, tams," I say.  DAMN, I want to see her go down.  If I'm
going to be out there gagging on rank nigger dick, I want Little Miss
Skinny Ass choking right beside me.  Maybe that'll wipe that fucking
smile off her face.

She squeezes Mikey's hand and quickly sets down her card -- the Ace
of Diamonds.  FUCK!  That pretty much guarantees her a safety.  "You
got money, don't you, baby ..?" she asks Mikey.

"Uh Uh," he shakes his head.  "I gave mine to Josh and Sean for the
beers."

"SHIT!" tams goes all psycho when she hears this.  Even before nikk
can flip her card, tams starts digging around in her purse.  She
isn't out of the woods yet here.  She needs to make sure she has the
cash for her end, or she'll lose by forfeit.  That happened to her
once last month, and she was NOT a happy camper.  So she starts
fishing out her cash -- two $10s and a wad of singles -- and starts
counting.

"Not so fast, girl," nikk flips her card over, and tams stops
counting.  DAMN!  nikki porno has an Ace, too ... of Hearts!

tams' face drops, and she twitches a little, which is what she always
does when she gets nervous or scared.  She scrunches up against
Mikey, like she wants his protection somehow.  But he just sits there
saying nothing, a big Mikey smile on his face.  Like I said, he knows
the rules.   

"Tie!" I announce, as if EVERYONE didn't already know.  I start
cracking up, too, just like psycho Nicky.  This isn't over yet, not
by a fucking mile.

"You want to draw first?" nikk offers to tams, a big old grin on her
face.  Suddenly I start thinking maybe this is all a set up and
nikk's been scamming tams the whole time.  She can do it, too.  I've
seen nikki porno deal four aces in a row.  tams's never seen nikk
scam cards, though ... thank god.  

"No," tams shakes her head, "you can go."  She squeezes Mikey's hand
and watches with big Olson twin eyes while nikk draws a card.

nikk bites her lip and flashes the card immediately ... an 8.  Maybe
she ISN'T scamming this one after all.  tams quivers as she touches
the deck and draws a card.  Mikey sneaks a peek and winces. tams'
face goes all Clorox, and Nicky erupts in another burst of hyena
laughter.  tams doesn't even show the card.

"tam-tams's gonna get a chocolate jaw-breaker," Nicky the psycho
jeers.  We all start cracking up now, except for tams.  She sees
Mikey laughing with us, and she looks like she's about to puke.  Like
I said, she REALLY hates this shit.  But that's what you got to do if
you want to hang us with us.  Thrashing ain't for no puss girls.

"Shit," nikki curses.  She's digging in her own purse for some cash
now.  "This is gonna blow all my money for the weekend!"  She looks
up at tams and grins.  "But hey, rules are rules, right ..?"

I can tell tams is PISSED, but she stays cool.  No use pitching a fit
and getting nikk and I pissed off now.  tams knows the score by now. 
It'll all be over in a few, and then she can party all night with
Mikey and us.

"You better get your money, bee-yatch!" I half-joke to nikk.  She is
STILL trying to fish the funds out of her purse.

"How about you keep your panties on, bee-yatch," she goes right back
at me, half-smiling.  nikk KNOWS how much I HATE sitting around and
waiting once something is going down.  My mom says I'm like the MOST
impatient person in the world.  But it's not my problem if the rest
of the world's in slo-mo.  "What's the matter anyway, ronn?" nikk
asks.  "Are you like THAT anxious to go out there and start snorkling
..?"

"Fuck you, nikki," I spit and stand up.  "I just want to get this
over with as quick as possible so we can party, okay ..?"  I turn to
tams and motion her to get up.  "Come on.  Let's go."  She looks at
Mikey, and he nods.  She kind of hangs her head down then and stands
up.  Christ, you'd think she was going to the guillotine or
something.  I turn back to nikk, who's still counting her cash out
one bill at a time.  "You got your fucking money or what, nikk?"

nikk knows the rules.  If she doesn't have the cash, she'll have to
switch with tams.  tams starts to look all hopeful.  She giggles and
squeezes Mikey's hand like a fucking seventh grader.  FUCK, COME ON,
NIKKI.  I don't want to see Miss Skinny Ass get out of this shit. 
NOT TONIGHT.  I want to see a big rank nigger dick wipe that giddy,
girlie little grin off her anorexic face  

"Hah!" nikk suddenly cries out.  tams' face goes into freefall when
she sees nikki p. snatch out a wadded up $20 from her purse and add
it to her other bills -- a $10, a $5 and some singles.  nikk waves
the cash in tams' face and springs to her feet.

SHIT!  I see it all now.  nikk's whole `I can't find my money'
routine was just another scam.  She was playing tams, getting her all
hopeful before shooting her down.  nikk pulls stuff like this all the
time.  Sometimes she'll just fuck with someone's head for shits and
grins, especially tams.

Like I said, Miss Skinny Ass tam-tams has got to pay her dues if she
wants to thrash with us.  I don't give a shit if she is some super
hottie going out with Mikey.  There ain't NO coasting with our set. 
You either cut it, or you don't.

"Come on, you ho's," nikki p. jokes, cutting in front of us and
heading to the back door.  "Time to go to work.  And don't you worry,
`cause nikki p.'s got your backs."  

Part of the deal is that all us girls have to go out together to the
Lincoln for safety reasons.  Even though the niggers have never
pulled any kind of shit on us before, we still don't trust their
black thug asses.

In the last couple months, some other chickies in here have
complained about the niggers getting rough and stuff.  One girl even
says she was raped.  So, to be safe, tams, nikk and I always stick
together.  Since she drew high card tonight, nikk'll be there to
watch and go get help if the niggers try anything.  In this place,
she could probably find about a hundred white boys just ITCHING to
beat their black asses.

The cold SMACKS me right in the face when nikk opens the back door.

SHIT!

After three steps or so, my feet are already numb.  I can only
imagine how tams feels in that fucking mini and stockings.  I mean
what a tard!  She knew we were going to be out tonight, so I don't
feel ONE BIT sorry for her.

As I clop behind nikk, I can hear tams dragging her ass and bringing
up the rear.  Like I said, tam-tams HATES this shit.  As for me, I
don't mind it so much once it's started.  I just hate this part, the
WAITING and all the screwing around.  I especially hate going up to
the Lincoln, talking to the niggers and working the deal out.

It `s pretty humiliating, you know, what with these niggers eyeing
you and saying shit like: "So what are you going to do for us,
bitch?"  Then, before they'll even let us inside the Lincoln, they'll
make us say shit like:  "We'll give you some head or fuck you for the
shit."  The worst part is when they start acting all apprehensive,
and they make you practically beg them.

And I REALLY hate when they play fucking games with us, especially
when it's so fucking cold like it is tonight.  FUCKING NIGGERS!  I
can just see them making us stand outside in the fucking cold and
talking shit with them tonight.  FUCKING NIGGERS better not pull that
shit tonight, or I'll walk.  I swear.

I'm about three paces behind nikk, and I watch her walk right up to
the Lincoln's window and knock.  She's always the one who does the
talking with these niggers because she doesn't take shit from them.

The front passenger window rolls down slowly.

"Yo, bitch, what you want?" one of the niggers asks.  Like he doesn't
fucking ALREADY know.

Right away, I can tell these niggers are going to cop an attitude
with us tonight.  FUCKING NIGGERS!  I think this one's name is Duane
or some shit, but I'm not really sure.  Not that it really fucking
matters anyway.  We never get their names, and they never tell us. 
So as far as I'm concerned tonight, his name IS Duane.

"You guys got some shit, don't you?" nikki asks.

"We might ..." Duane starts.

"Well we want some," nikk replies.  "You know, the same deal we
always work out."

"What the fuck you mean by that, bitch?" Duane asks.  "We don't got
no deals with you."

"Listen," nikk replies.  "It is TOO FUCKING COLD out here to be
playing this shit.  Now let us in the fucking car, okay ..?"

"Shit ..." Duane laughs.  Then he rolls up the window.  He rolls up the
FUCKING window.  It's fucking thirty degrees below zero out here, and
he fucking rolls up the window.  FUCKING NIGGERS!  I am just about to
head back inside when nikk pounds on the window again.

The nigger waits like five seconds before he slowly rolls it down
again.  "You got a PROBLEM, bitch?" he asks.  "Coz if you don't, I'll
surely be making one for you if you don't step your white bitch ass
OFF!"

"I thought you guys wanted to party," nikki stammers, half from
nerves, half because it is so FUCKING FREEZING out here.  "You know ...
PARTY ... like we always do."

"I don't know what you're talking about, bitch," Duane smiles. 
"Maybe you can fill me in or some shit.  You know, convince me I
shouldn't be rolling this window back up right now."

"Look at them," nikki points to me and tams.  We're all shivering
like a couple of retarded ho's in the snow-swept darkness.  "That's
what we got on our end, okay ..?"

Four pairs of cue-ball eyes peer out from the car at us, like they
always do.  "Hey, shit, we know you," one of the other niggers
catcalls from the backseat.  "You them freaky bitches, ain't ya ..?"

"You got it," nikki answers.  "So let us in the fucking car, okay ..?"

"Depends on what you got for US, bitch," Duane answers.

"You KNOW what we got," nikki answers back, her teeth chattering. 
"Same deal we always do."

"I don't KNOW no deal with you, bitch.  Why don't you just refresh my
memory, awright ..?" Duane chuckles.

FUCKING NIGGERS!

 "We'll suck and fuck you, okay ..?" I explode, my whole body wracked
with FRUSTRATION and COLD.  "We bang your black asses, you give us
the shit.  Now quit fucking around, okay ..?  It is motherfucking
COLD out here, god damn it!"

The niggers erupt into laughter, but the door STILL doesn't open. 
"Now that's more like it," Duane laughs.  He's obviously getting off
on this shit, drawing it out, making the three white bitches FREEZE
their asses off in the cold and beg his black ass.  "You see," he
sneers at nikki, "this is how you negotiate."  He turns back to me
now.  "I remember you now," he leers, all bloodshot eyeballs and
gold-capped teeth.  "You got some big old titties under there, don't
you, sweetness ..?"

I nod.  I am SO FUCKING COLD, I stand there and nod like a fucking
bobble-head doll.

"Why don't you pop one of those puppies out, sweetness ..?" Duane
snickers.  "Show me and my boys what we negotiating with here."

"ronni .." nikki starts.

"Fuck it, nikk !" I hiss back.  "Just FUCK IT!"  In a second, my coat
is unzipped, my sweater is pulled up, and my tummy and chest are
exposed to the frigid night air.  The wind whips through the lace in
my bra, and my nipples go jet in a split second.  

"DANG!" one of the backseat niggers chortles.  "Pop one of `em out,
bitch.  Let's see that big old teenage white titty!"

I hesitate.  nikk and tams are silent.  This is my show now.  I'm
calling the shots.

"You know, sweetness," Duane cajoles me.  "Just a show of good faith
and all that ..."

"FUCK IT!" I hiss under my breath.  I cup my left boob and pop it out
of my bra.  It fucking FREEZE DRIES in the cold night air.

"I think we might be ready to talk business now," Duane smiles
smugly.  I start to slide my boob back in my bra, but he holds up his
hand.  "Leave the merchandise out," he scolds me.  "This nigger needs
to see what he's buying."  

"We need like six baggies," nikk takes over again, now that I've
broken the stalemate.  She's ready to close this deal FAST and get us
all out of the FUCKING COLD.

"SIX!?" Duane laughs.  "Damn, bitch, you KNOW that kinda shit'll be
extra."  He eyes me and tams again and licks his lips.  The nigger
ACTUALLY licks his big thick lips.  FUCKING NIGGERS!  "We're gonna be
expecting something special if we deal that much shit."

"They'll work it out with you," nikki points to me and tams.  "Just
let us in the fucking car, okay.  We're freezing our fucking tits off
out here."  

"What about you?" he asks nikk, obviously disappointed a little. 
"You gonna play with us, too, ain't'cha ..?"  The niggers all LIKE
nikki porno ... A LOT.

"No," nikki shakes her head.  "I'm just watching tonight."  She
smiles and goes eyeball to eyeball with him.  "Now are you gonna let
us in the fucking car, or not ..?"

"You SURE you don't wanna play ..?" he keeps at her.  "Coz we could
definitely work out some kind of ..."

"These two," nikki cuts him off.  "Just them.  Now you can take it or
leave it."

"Shit, bitch," Duane chuckles.  "Can't a nigger negotitate?"  He
pauses then nods.  "Okay, we'll take it.  Just be cool, awright ..?"

"I'll be cool as soon as you let us in the FUCKING car!" nikki snarls.

"Sure thing," he nods.  He opens the passenger side door, and slides
out.  "You gotta learn to relax, bitch," he chuckles, slapping nikki
on her ass.

I half expect her to go all Buffy on his black ass, but she just
stands there and takes it.  You have to expect this when you deal
with these niggers.  They pull this crap all the time. They just love
to treat us white girls like their ho's.  But hey, as long as none of
us get hurt, it's the price we're willing to pay for their shit.

"You get up front here with me, sweetness."  Duane looks at me now
and points to the open passenger-side door.  "My boy and I've been
keeping it warm for you," he jokes.  The nigger sitting in the
driver's seat ducks his head down slightly, lowers his shades and
flashes me an inviting, toothy smile.  He really isn't that bad
looking for a nigger.

As I move towards the Lincoln, the back door opens, and another
nigger gets out.  I climb in the front and sit next to the driver. 
Over my shoulder, I see tams get in the back.  Then Duane slides back
into the front seat next to me, and the other nigger gets in next to
tams.  Finally nikki squeezes into the backseat.  She closes the door
and kind of kneels up on the seat with her back against the door.

"You can take whatever you can get from them in thirty minutes," nikk
tells the niggers.  She shows them her glow-in-the-dark watch while
she sets the timer.  "When this goes off, you're through, and we get
the shit, okay."

"Half an hour AIN'T gonna get you no six bags by itself, bitch,"
Duane seems perturbed all of the sudden.

"Here's the money for two." nikk reaches over the seat and hands him
the wad of bills she was holding.

We all wait a few seconds while the nigger counts his spoils in the
dark.  When he finishes, he looks up and flashes us all a glinty,
gold-capped smile.  "I think we can do some business here.  Now lets'
get us some pussy."      

Suddenly, I'm nothing more than a slab of white-meat pussy sandwiched
between these two animal niggers.   Their filthy black hands are all
over me, tearing away my coat, my sweater, my jeans.  Even if I
wanted to fight, I couldn't.  We're the ones who made the deal with
them - pussy for shit -- and for the next thirty minutes these
fucking niggers own my white ass whether I like or not.

"You want some of this, huh, bitch?" the driver asks, pulling one of
my cold pale hands to his bulging crotch.

I nod dumbly.  I mean what the fuck else can I do?   I found if you
just play along with them, it goes a lot better.  Not that they give
a FUCK what we want.  But if you act like you're just some dumb white
slut jonesing for some black meat, they tend to take it easier on you.

If you even look like you're turning your nose at their big rank
dicks, though, they'll go brutal on you in a second.  I'm pretty sure
that's what happened to the one chick who says they raped her out
here.  I know her from school, and she's a real cheerleader-type. 
Probably thought all niggers were going to be clean and house-broken
like Will Smith or something.

I can just see her out here.  When she got that first big whiff of
rank nigger dick, she must've freaked.  You try and pull that shit,
and these niggers will smack you down.  I know from experience.

The first time I did the Lincoln, I almost puked when I smelled their
big rank dicks.  I didn't know what I was doing, and one of them
caught me pinching my nose when I went down on him.  He set me
straight RIGHT OFF.  He shoved his dry black fingers up my sphinx and
practically fisted my ass while I just fucking bawled.

Afterwards, nikk told me NEVER to pull that kind of shit again, or it
could get us both SERIOUSLY fucked up.  Niggers don't want you to do
anything but suck their dicks, spread your legs, and say `yes, sir.' 
They want you to treat them like they're gods or something.  They
take everything else as some kind of disrespect, and they'll make you
PAY for it.

So I've learned it's best to just TAKE IT for as long as you're out
here and pretend you're into it.  Sometimes I'll goof on them, and
start talking like I'm really INTO them, you know: "Fuck me with that
big black dick ... ooo, baby, I love you ... give it to me ... I'm your
little white slut, baby ... you fuck me so much better than my faggot
white boyfriend ... " etc.  

nikk is the BEST at scamming the niggers like that.  She can
sometimes get us an extra baggie just by talking. You'd think they'd
catch on, but I swear they're too fucking stupid to even realize when
we're playing them.  Then again, they're getting the pussy in the
deal, so maybe they just don't fucking care. 

The secret to surviving out in the Lincoln is to just turn yourself
off COMPLETELY.  Don't think or feel anything, just go through the
motions, make it mechanical.  I kind of go out-of-body when I get
into it.  I swear, when I'm in my zone I can do my fucking Trig
homework in my head while these niggers are going all ape on me.

You just have to let yourself slide out of your body, turn your tits
and pussy off, and just disengage.  I found that biology will take
over then.  Your pussy will slick and your nips get all hard, and
they'll never know the fucking difference, especially if you groan
every now and then.  The hard part, though, is getting into the zone.
Sometimes these niggers will make it damn near impossible to just
drift out.

Like tonight ... I've got two of them to deal with here, and I feel
like my little brother's Stretch Armstrong doll.  I'm stroking the
driver's bulge, trying to get his dick out, and Duane is yanking my
other hand to HIS crotch.  So I turn to Duane, but then the driver
pulls my face back around to him so that I'm looking him straight in
his bloodshot, cue-ball eyes.

Meanwhile, Duane IS NOT letting up on my other arm.  "Dig up that
bone, sweetness," he snarls at me, so I turn back to him.  "Come on
..." 

As I fumble with his zipper, the driver suddenly grabs me by the hair
and yanks my face back to him.  "Don't you turn away from me, bitch!"
he sneers.  SHIT!  Before I can snatch a breath, he smashes his black
lips over my shuddering jaws.  I CAN'T FUCKING BREATHE and he's
stabbing his slimy tongue deep into mouth, up to my fucking tonsils.

Duane's chuckling now, working my coat-sleeves down, pinning my arms
behind my back, forcing me to thrust out my chest.  With his free
hand, he manages to pull up my sweater, popping my tits out of my bra
one at a time.  "Man you got some nice ones, sweetness" he spits. 
Suddenly he starts slapping and squeezing my boobs like I'm some kind
of blow-up doll.

I try to raise my arms, but they're helpless.  Both niggers are now
chewing and sucking on my hard nipples.  The driver lifts his ass off
the seat, and I can hear him fumbling with his zipper.  I close my
eyes and try to slip into the zone, where they can't touch me, where
I can't feel a thing.

"Look at me, bitch!"  The driver pulls my hair and yanks me back into
the scene.  Duane starts popping the buttons on my jeans and working
them down my hips.  "Get to work," the driver tells me.  He pushes my
head down into his rank crotch.

FUCK he's FOUL!  Like rotten eggs and B.O. fuming up through his
dirty boxers.  I try and hold my breath for as long as I can.

"Don't forget about me now, sweetness," Duane stuffs his hand in my
panties and pinches my clit - HARD!  I jerk up instinctively, but I
can't fucking move.

The driver is holding me fast, the heel of his palm pressing down on
the scruff of my neck.  "Don't pay him no mind, bitch," the driver
keeps at me, rubbing my face across the reeking bulge in his boxers. 
"I'm the one you should be worrying about here.  I'm the one with the
dick shoved right in your bitch face.  Now you KNOW what to do!"

He's right.  I do know what to do, too.  I've been doing it almost
every weekend for the last seven months.  One time when I was totally
in the zone, I did the math, and I calculated that I'd sucked like
over 100 yards of black dick since last spring.  100 fucking yards. 
That's a whole fucking football field of rank black dick.  I should
get a Congressional Medal of Honor for race relations for this shit,
you know.

"Damn, sweetness, you juicy as a peach down here," Duane says.  He
scoops his hand in my puss, gets a handful of my wet and smears it
over my face.  "Taste that shit, sweetness," he teases me.  "Take a
big old whiff.  That's how much you want this nigger.  That's your
evidence, awright ..?" he chuckles.

My scent mixes with the driver's rank dick, and my eyes start
watering.  FUCK!  I've got to get in the zone FAST, or I'm going to
hurl all over their imitation leather seats. 

"Get back to work, bitch," the driver scolds me.  He yanks my hair
again, pulling my face back into his crotch.  His boxers are all damp
with sweat and pre-cum.  Through the thin moist cotton, his dick
feels like a hot, coiled spring against my cheek.  His zipper is down
all the way now, and he scoots his ass up higher off the car seat. 
"Use your teeth, bitch!" he orders.  When I hesitate, he squeezes my
tit hard and pinches my nipple.

"FUCK!  Shit.  Okay ..." I snap my teeth down on his elastic waistband
and start tugging at his boxers.  As they slide down his hips, he
kind of shimmies out of them.  A few seconds later, his hard nigger
dick snaps free and slaps me across my face.

He doesn't have the biggest cock out here.  That belongs to BIG DICK,
one of the niggers in the backseat with tams.  The driver's dick is
about 8 inches, though, and, if my memory serves me correctly (and it
always does) Duane has about 7 inches.  His is REALLY thick, though,
like a fucking can of Bud Light.  This means I can add almost another
foot and half of nigger dick to my running tally.  At this rate, I'll
have sucked a mile of nigger pipeline by the time I'm 18.

"You gonna take care of my man good, ain't you, sweetness ..?" Duane
chides, pressing my arms harder against my back.  IT HURTS!  Suddenly
my mind flashes to one of the vocabulary words I had back in sixth
grade:

PINION - to bind a person's arms or hands so as to deprive her of the
use of them ... 

"Shit .." I grunt.

The heel of the driver's hand is still pressing the back of my neck,
shoving my mouth into his black dick while he thrusts his hips
upward.  I kiss his hard shaft and lick the swollen head.  It tastes
like a bus seat, but I still keep working it with my mouth.  I've
been in this situation before and I know I've only got a few seconds
to get him slick before he decides to stab it down my throat.

FUCKING NIGGER!  He suddenly grabs a handful of my hair with his
other hand and begins dribbling my head up and down on his cock like
a basketball.  FUCK!  I try to jerk up, but he's still pressing down
on the scruff of my neck.  I AM OFFICIALLY FUCKED!

His dick was only like halfway hard when I started, but now it's
ballooning in my mouth.  FUCK, I CAN'T FUCKING BREATH!

The seconds pass like decades, and I can just FEEL his dick growing,
pressing against the side of my cheek, like it's trying to punch a
hole through my mouth.  FUCKING NIGGER starts fucking my mouth now,
thrusting that hard rank dick up and down, in and out, and sideways -
using my mouth like pussy.

"Shit, nigger, relax." Duane's laugh cuts through the haze of black
flesh that's engulfing me.  "Don't cap her ass before I get mine,
awright ..?  Give the slut some air."

The driver grunts, slams a few more hard thrusts into my mouth before
slowly easing up.   When I finally come up for air, I realize Duane's
worked my jeans totally down past my crotch to my knees.  Now my
fucking legs are pinned together, too.

SHIT!  I try to kick the jeans down father so I can at least spread
my thighs, but Duane holds them there.  This nigger wants me as
helpless as possible.  Suddenly, I feel a cold burst of icy air rip
over my exposed flesh.  One of the FUCKING NIGGERS in back has opened
the fucking window.

"SHUT THE FUCKING WINDOW!" I screech.  I can already feel a wave of
goose bumps sweeping up my thighs. 

"Just don't you mind that, sweetness," Duane slaps my bare ass ...
HARD.  "You got other matters to attend to, awright ..?"

"Come on," nikk says from the back.  "Just shut the fucking window
before we all get fucking frostbite."

"Shut the fuck up, bitch," one of the backseat niggers hisses.  "I'm
smoking a bud, okay ..?"

"Fuck ..." tams whines.

"Nigger knows to crack a window when he smokes in here," Duane snaps.
"Now all you bitches best get back to business, or we'll throw your
white asses out with nothing, awright ..?"  He slaps my ass again ...
HARD.

I'm shivering like CRAZY now, spazzing out like a tard while Duane's
cold black hands start mauling my pink sphinx and puss.  "Scoot up,
bitch," he orders, roughly turning my hips around so that I'm at an
angle where he can get full access to BOTH holes.

"Don't forget about me now, bitch," the driver reminds me.  He slams
his rank dick back between my jaws before I get a chance to breath. 
FUCK!  I am now fucking suffocating on his rank dick.  I try to
squirm free, but my arms and legs are pinned even worse.  SHIT!

"Hold still, bitch," Duane slaps my ass again ... even HARDER!  He jams
his wet fingers into my puss and finger-fucks me while he squeezes
and pinches my tits with his other hand.

"Did I say you could quit sucking?" the driver spits.  He jabs his
hips up and impales my fucking throat with his dick.  If I could
breath, I'd be fucking gagging.  But as it is, I can only gurgle. 
This FUCKING NIGGER is strangle-fucking my throat, choking that rank
black dick into my windpipe like a FUCKING animal.  "You had enough,
bitch?" he asks me, laughing.  "You had enough of this nigger's cock
yet?"

"Mmm unnggg .." I gurgle.  I CAN'T FUCKING BREATHE, NOT ONE FUCKING
BREATH.  Duane is laughing his ass off, punching four fingers up my
wet puss and probing my sphinx with his dirty thumb.  PLEASE, JUST
LET ME BREATHE.  I'LL DO ANYTHING YOU WANT, JUST LET ME FUCKING
BREATHE.

Black dots start popping off like firecrackers across my eyes.  The
Lincoln starts spinning like a tornado.  Puke burps up through my
nose.  I COULD SERIOUSLY FUCKING DIE WITH THIS NIGGER'S DICK CRAMMED
IN MY THROAT.  I try one more time to break free, but it's useless. 
I'm just a hole to them, a FUCKING hole.

Everything just goes BLACK ...


"Damn, girl, you just like blacked out on us," I can hear Duane's
voice slowly filtering across my brain.  My eyes open, and the world
is like a fuzzy TV screen for second before reality crashes in all
around me.

I'm still in the Lincoln, stretched like a dead deer across the front
seat.  Duane's filthy black hands are still molesting my puss and
sphinx, and my mouth is still drooling in the driver's rank lap. 
Only now he's got his prickly nut sack shoved between my lips, and
I'm instinctively sucking on them, like they're fucking pacifiers or
something.  I passed out, almost DIED, and they just kept mauling me.

FUCKING NIGGERS!  FUCKING ANIMALS!

"Just suck my nuts, bitch," the driver tells.  "I'm almost there."

I can feel his slimy, rank dick rubbing against my cheeks.  Every
once in awhile, he slaps it across my closed eyes and spanks my face.
FUCKING NIGGER.  I just suck on his balls, trying to get in the zone.
I feel Duane's body shift in the seat behind me. 

I know what's coming next.  I try to relax and drift off, but the
feel of his hands spreading my puss makes me go all tense.  "Shit,
sweetness," he cajoles me.  "Just sit your ass still."

With my jeans still at my knees, I can't spread my legs apart at all.
All Duane's weight is on me, too, as he tries to wedge his thick cock
into the narrow slit of my puss.  THIS IS GOING TO FUCKING HURT!  His
cock-head is like a fist, punching down into my puss, trying to gain
access.  The driver is holding me still, too, so I'm totally helpless
as Duane keeps slamming away.

"Come on, baby, open up ..." Duane spits.  His cock-head stabs between
my labes, trying to get the right angle.  He shifts again, and
suddenly his big rank nigger dick just slices into my slot like a
spear.  In another second, he's rutting away like a rotweiler,
pounding into me.  I CAN'T FUCKING BREATHE AGAIN.  He's crush-fucking
me, knocking the wind out of me every time he slams down.

He shifts again, and at this angle my clit ring starts bumping up
against the car seat.  FUCK!  This nigger is going to make me cum. 
GOD DAMN IT!  I still can't fucking breathe, and my heart is
POUNDING.  My puss is on automatic pilot, pushing me to cum, and I
CAN'T FUCKING BREATHE.

"Suck 'em both now, bitch."  Suddenly, I'm aware of the voices in the
back seat.  One of the niggers is yelling, and tams is doing a major
squeal, like she's getting her fingernails yanked out or something. 
While Duane keeps crush fucking me, I feel myself getting even hotter
listening to tams.  They're REALLY giving it to Miss Skinny Ass back
there.  I just wish I could see it.

"Fuck, bitch, open wide.  Get `em both in there.  Come on, bitch!"

I know what they're doing.  They've done it to me a few times.  They
like to shove BOTH their dicks in your mouth at the same time and
dump a double load in you.  The one nigger with the REAL BIG cock can
be real bastard about it, too, and he won't fucking let you go until
you've taken BOTH dicks in your mouth.  Then they'll dump a fucking
gallon of nigger cum in you, and make you take it all without losing
a drop.

nikk's the only one who can really manage that trick.  I swear, nikki
porno can take THREE nigger cocks in her mouth, suck them dry as
bones, and not even break a fucking sweat.  But then again that's why
she's nikki porno.

Poor tams'll be lucky if she can take even one load without hurling. 
But hey, she's the one who wants to hang with us.  God, I wish I
could watch those niggers working her over.  But right now I've got
my own unfinished business to attend to.

Duane's doggie-slapping is getting my puss ready to GO.  I'm sucking
the driver's balls like crazy, feeling that first wave of cum surge
through me like a hot wave of lava.  Suddenly the Lincoln isn't so
cold anymore, and I'm sweating like one of the Williams sisters.

"You like to watch this, huh, bitch?" one of the backseat guys says
to nikk.  "You like to watch your girlfriend chokin' on two big black
dicks."

"Fuck, yeah," nikk snarls back.  "Rape her mouth good.  Shove both
those big black dicks up there.  Show her what she's missing fucking
all those limp-dick, faggot white boys."  nikk's in total scam mode
now, telling these nigger animals exactly what they want to hear. 
We're going to get our six baggies for all our trouble.  nikki
porno's going to make sure of that.

"I just love you freaky little bitches," the backseat nigger with the
BIG dck says.  "Let's see those freaky tits of yours," he goads nikki.

I hear a rustle.  nikki's obviously whipping them out, flashing her
gorgeous tatted tits, giving that nigger a REAL show. "You mean
these," she laughs.  

"You gonna let me suck on 'em?" he asks, his voice all thick and
hoarse.  I can hear him breathing heavy, too.  "Get that dick back in
there, bitch," he hisses, obviously at tams.  "BOTH them dicks in
that mouth, bitch.  BOTH!"

I hear tams grunt and squeal, and the thought of her choking on two
of those dicks sets my pussy off again.  KA-BOOM!  My guts get all
queasy, and I'm thrashing like wild.

"You cummin' again, ain't ya, sweetness ..?" Duane asks me, his thick
black dick just pulverizing my puss.

"Mmm hmm .." I sigh between mouthfuls of the driver's balls.  "Fuck
me with that sweet black dick of yours, baby," I start scamming now. 
"Fuck my tight white pussy with that big black dick."  At some point,
I must have started breathing again, although for the life of me I
can't remember when.  I don't fucking care, though.  I'm just riding
the nigger's fuck now, sliding into the zone on a big wet wave of cum.

"Hey, take it easy on her, okay," nikk warns the nigger with BIG dick.

I can't hear tams squealing anymore, and that's BAD.  Something in
nikk's voice has got me worried, too.  Since I don't feel the
driver's hand on the back of my neck anymore, I pull my head up to
check out what's going on in back.

"You wanna watch your girlfriend, too, huh?" the driver laughs. 
"That's cool."

While Duane continues doggie-smashing into my puss, I let my eyes
adjust to the light and check out the backseat scene.  tam-tams'
mouth is TOTALLY stuffed with those two big, rank nigger dicks, and
she is bawling like a baby.  They're just TOO MUCH for her, and they
keep spilling out of her mouth.  Every time that happens, though, the
niggers stuff them back in again, showing her no mercy - especially
the one with the BIG dick.  He keeps shoving it in her mouth even
while he's sucking nikk's tits and kissing her tatt-covered tummy.

I don't know if it's actually seeing tams getting molested or Duane's
ruthless fucking, but my puss twinges again.  "Jesus ficking Christ,"
I bark, slamming my hips back down the nigger's dick, meeting his
every deep thrust.  Suddenly, I feel him go all stiff.  Then he
slumps forward and just dumps in me.  Even through the Trojan he's
wearing, I can feel the liquid surge of his cum pulsing out of his
thick cock-head.

"Cum and get it, bitch!" the driver's voice cuts through our
double-header.  And the next thing I know, I'm face down in the
driver's seat again, my jaws stretching open to accept his stiff
nigger dick.  He bounces my head up and down on his pole for what
feels like a fucking hour before he goes all rigor, too.  "FUCK!" he
cries.  He shoves my head down one last time, shooting a scalding
load of nigger cum against the roof of my mouth.  Suddenly, I can
feel him trying to pull my lips off his dick.

NO FUCKING WAY, NIGGER!  I know what the fuck he wants.  These
fucking niggers just love to spray in your face, especially your
eyes.  Well, FUCK THAT!  I lock my jaws around his throbbing cock and
just suck all his nigger sperm down my throat.  After a few seconds,
he quits trying to pull away and just pumps the rest into my belly.

"Shit!" he finally gasps when he's all spent.  "That sure be some
killer head, bitch.  Where'd you learn to suck like that?" 

"My daddy," I joke.  Easing up with my lips, I let him slide out his
slimy, rank dick prick.  Before I can turn away, though, he rubs his
piss hole against my cheek and leaves a gob of nigger goo on my
cheek.  FUCKING NIGGER!

 From behind, I can feel Duane's dick slither out my puss.  Next thing
I know he's grabbing my hair and yanking my face around to his dick. 
"Get that bag off me, and give me a spit shine," he orders, pulling
my mouth up to his rubber-covered cock.

Since I still can't use my hands, I'm forced to peel the slimy latex
off with my mouth.  The taste of rubber and his rank sperm seeps into
my mouth.  Before I can turn away, he wipes his cock all over my face
then feeds it to me for cleaning.  These niggers like to watch you
clean their rank dicks with your mouth, and they won't let you stop
until they're satisfied. 

So all I can do is listen now and try to imagine what's going on in
back.  I hear a lot of shifting.  As I keep tonguing Duane's dick, I
shift my head around so I can least look above me.  Suddenly, nikk's
face appears over the back of the front seat, her long hair cascading
down.  On each side of her head are one of tams' legs, white
stockings and all.

WHAT THE FUCK ARE THEY DOING?  I just have to see this.  I raise my
head, and Duane lets me up.  I guess maybe he wants to check this
out, too.

tams is sitting on the other nigger, not the one with the REAL BIG
big dick.  His nine-inch pipe is buried in her skinny ass, though,
and every time she rides up his pole that thick brown dick looks like
a log of shit coming out of there.  But the dick in her ass isn't her
BIGGEST problem, not by a mile.  Because at the same time her skinny
white ass is getting ripped with ten inches, the nigger with the REAL
BIG dick is tearing into her shaved puss with thirteen inches of his
own.  And that HURTS, let me tell you.

I mean I've DP'ed plenty of times, but never with like 2 FEET of
animal nigger cock jammed in me.  After the nigger with the REAL BIG
dick fucked me last time, I was sore for DAYS.  So I can't even
imagine what tams must be going through with one massive dick
thrashing her puss while another one stokes her ass-pipe.  And the
niggers ain't taking it easy on her either.  The whole Lincoln's
fucking shaking like the San Andreas.

I bet they'd be able to hear tams howling inside Magic Beans if her
mouth wasn't stuffed with nikki porno's pussy.  nikk is perched over
the three of them like Dominique fucking Moceanu, her knees on tams'
shoulders and her flat tummy resting on BIG DICK's shoulder while she
shoves her pussy right into tams' mouth, bumping and grinding away.

As for tams, she's sucking and munching nikk's trimmed bush like it's
her last fucking meal.  I can tell by the look in nikk's eyes that
tam-tams is eating her good, too, which doesn't surprise me in the
least because nikki p. has the sweetest puss on the planet and tams
can go like totally lez on you.  Which is another reason we let her
hang with us.

"Now this shit's GOTTA be worth an extra baggie," nikki snarls at
Duane.  "I mean have you EVER seen shit like this?"  She leans over
and runs her pierced tongue down Duane's face, slithering it between
his thick lips until they're swapping major spit.  "Huh, baby ..?"
she teases, pulling away from him.

"These bitches are fucking freaks!" the driver gasps at Duane.  "I
mean shit, man, I'll give `em an extra baggie myself."

"Awright, then," Duane agrees, TOTALLY under nikki porno's spell now.
"I think we can work something out here.  We still got some time left
on the clock, don't we ..?" he asks nikk.

"'Til the buzzer sounds," nikk answers, giving him another taste of
her pierced tongue.

"Well, this nigger is gonna get his'self another taste, then," the
driver says, chucking me across the chin.  His dick hasn't gone down
one inch since he dumped in my mouth.  "Get me a rubber, nigger," he
tells Duane.

"My nigger ..!" Duane laughs.  He reaches under the seat, pulls out a
box of Trojans and tosses a pack to the driver.  I watch in a daze
while the driver splits open the wrapper and peels the latex down his
black shaft.

"I want the bitch riding me," the driver tells Duane, "in her fucking
white ass."

SHIT!  "No ..." I start to whine, but it's no use.  In another second,
Duane is lifting me up and shifting me around.  I'm like a fucking
little toy in his strong black hands.  Meanwhile, the driver is
spitting on his fingers and sticking them up my ass, trying to slick
me up for his dick.  "Please," I gasp, "don't ... please ..."

"Don't worry, sweetness, you're still all wet," Duane assures me. 
"Nigger's just going to spread it around and give you a little poke."
I'm kicking inside my jeans like a trapped animal.  I still can't
spread my legs, so my sphinx is barely open.

"Please," I whine.  "I gotta ... please let me ... FUCK!  He's never
gonna fucking be able to ..."

"Shhh," Duane chuckles.  In another second, he just sits me right
down on the driver's lap.

"No .." I plead.  "FUCK ..!" I'm totally shrieking, but no one gives
a shit by now.  Duane is too busy pushing down on my shoulders while
the driver is stabbing up into my sphinx.  "GOD FUCKING DAMN IT!" 
It's like have someone drive a fucking railroad spike into your
asshole with a fucking sledgehammer.  FUCKING NIGGERS! They're
splitting me like a fucking wishbone.

I try to ride the dick in my ass.  Maybe I can get the nigger off
quick.  Yeah, right, ronni.  The nigger bastard just came a few
minutes ago, and this nut isn't going to bust so easy.  He's fucking
for pleasure now, not even THINKING about cumming yet.  FUCK, it
hurts, like a hot lead pipe pounding in my sphinx.

"Please .. fuck .. jesus fucking Christ .. please .."  I'm sobbing
like tams now.  These niggers are going totally brutal on me.  I'm
going to be shitting blood for a week after this.  GOD FUCKING DAMN
IT! 

By this time, the whole Lincoln is rocking so hard you can hear the
springs and shocks squeaking.  I bite my tongue and try to keep from
screaming.  I'd fucking die if some cop pulled in the lot right now
and busted us.  I wonder how many kids are in the lot right now
watching this shit.  I can hear them whispering, giggling, laughing
to themselves.  `Look at ronni, nikki and tam-tams, fucking niggers
for shit.  Fucking ho's ...'

Well, FUCK YOU!

You see, I KNOW the truth.  I sit in Magic Beans every night, and I
see LOTS of you chickies sneaking out here to the Lincoln to get
yours when you think no one is watching.  You ALL do the same shit me
and nikk do, but there's one big fucking difference.

NO ONE, not one single one of you, TAKES IT like me and my set.  I
can see the looks in you eyes when we walk back into Magic Beans. 
You act like you're all grossed out and holier than thou, but that's
not really what you're thinking.  All you little girlies inside WISH
you could be me and nikki and tam-tams.

In the last seven months, we've probably scammed 300 pounds of shit
from these niggers, and we've maybe paid for a tenth of it.  It's the
same with our tatts and pierces.

Between me and nikki p., we've got like 10 grand worth of body work. 
But we've never paid ONE fucking red cent for it.  So all you girlies
in there can whisper and wrinkle your noses all you want.  But I know
the TRUTH.  You wish you could thrash with us.  You wish you could
fuck like us, and party like us, and still look like us when we're
all done.

Me and nikki and tam-tams -- we're fucking GODDESSES.  We can lay a
football field of nigger dick, slap on some mascara afterwards, and
STILL be the hottest chickies in this fucking shit-hole city.

"Come on, GOD DAMN IT," I'm wailing now, like a banshee in heat. 
"Fuck my ass with that big black dick!  FUCK IT!"  I hope you hear
this all the way inside Magic Beans and up and down every fucking
street in this town.  ronni is thrashing tonight, and the rest of the
world can lick my bloody sphinx.

"That's it, ronn," nikk eggs me on.  "Ride that dick.  How's that
feel?" she asks the driver.  "How's that tight white teenage ass
feel?"

"Fuck .." the driver pants.  He's fucking losing it now.  I'm
clenching my sphinx, and I'm milking his big, rank pole HARD.  Nigger
wasn't thinking about cumming before, but now cumming is ALL that's
on his mind - trying to make this shit last, trying not to bust his
black nut too soon.  But I know what to do with a dick in my ass.  I
don't care how big or how hard it is.  I can bust it down in no time.

"ooooo .." I can hear tams' whimpering over the nigger grunts behind
me.  Those bastards are REALLY pulping her.  When guys get inside
that thin body of hers, they just can't help but fuck her brutal,
especially these niggers.

With guys, it's all about feeling big and powerful.  Niggers are the
worst with that.  So when tams goes all limp and starts whimpering,
guys just want to pound her down even harder.  It's like they think
they can break her in half, like they can fucking kill her with their
cocks.  And they GO FOR IT!

But tams is A LOT tougher than she looks.  She's shown that to me and
nikk again and again these last few months.  Even if she is kind of a
puss about getting tatts and pierces, she's still earned the right to
hang with us.   

"Fuck, yeah, tams," nikk hisses.  She's mashing her puss in tams'
face, riding Miss Skinny Ass's tongue to a nikki porno cum-quake. 
She rolls her head away from Duane and finds my mouth now.  Our
pierced tongues click like sabers while we smash our lips together. 
nikki always loves to kiss me when she cums.  She says it makes the
experience complete. 

"Let me back in there," the nigger with the BIG dick says.  He pushes
nikki over into the front seat.  She lands on me and Duane swearing
her fucking head off.  BIG DICK ignores her and pulls out of tams'
tight puss with a wet plop.  In a second, his thirteen-inch dick is
poised right at tams' mewling lips.  "Open it, bitch," he hisses,
prying open her jaws.  "You gonna drink this like champagne."

tams doesn't have a choice, and she goes all slack jawed.  BIG DICK
feeds her his foot-long one inch at a time, fucking her face for what
has to be the longest two minutes of her life.  Then he just holds
her head perfectly still and starts dumping in her mouth.  She gags
on it and starts spewing, nigger cum puking out her blubbering lips
and down her chin.

Suddenly, I feel a warm gush splash against my own face and spray
into my mouth.  Duane's busting another nut, too, and he's hosing
down nikki and me.  At this point, I'm so hot I don't even fucking
care.

I slam down hard on the driver's shaft, and he growls his second load
into my ass.  "Shit .." he moans, "my bag ..."

Suddenly, I feel his rubber tearing inside my sphinx.  As he pumps
inside me, the latex shreds into pieces.  A second later, his wet
sperm starts soaking the walls of my asshole.

"SHIT!" I'm scrambling around now, trying to get off of him.  But
he's still riding his load, spurting into my tight ass, trying to
make the feeling last.  "FUCK, nikk!" I scream.  "The fucking rubber
broke.  He's fucking cumming in my ass.  HE'S FUCKING CUMMING IN MY
FUCKING ASS!"

GET OUT OF ME!  I am totally spastic now.  This fucking nigger just
dumped in my butt.  Where the fuck has he been?  Who the fuck has he
fucked?  His rank black dick's probably been dipped inside every
AIDS-infested strawberry in this fucking city.  I can feel his
diseased sperm eating away at my asshole like hydrochloric acid.  GET
OUT OF ME!

 nikk's there in a second, holding me, trying to calm me the fuck
down.  "It's all right, ronn," she whispers between kisses.  "I'll
take care of it.  Just chill, baby.  Just chill ..."  She's in the
driver's face now.  "Get your fucking black dick the FUCK out of her,
asshole, before I rip it off at the roots.  NOW!" she hisses.

No one fucks with nikki porno when she gives you that voice.  "Okay,
okay .." the driver apologizes.  He lets me go and slides his slimy
black dick out of my sphinx.

"Turn over, ronn," nikk tells me.  "Point your ass in the air."

I follow her instructions, spinning my body around.  I can feel her
fingers dipping into my sphinx, spreading my ass apart.  Next I feel
her lips pucker against my hole, her tongue slither into the crack. 
I just lie perfectly still there in the front seat of the Lincoln,
sobbing while nikki p. roto-roots my ass with her pierced tongue. 
Something about her licking soothes me all over, and I can feel my
heart slow down, my heaving lowering into a purring pant.     

I LOVE nikki p.  I don't care about the nigger's cum up my ass
anymore.  All I care about is nikki porno's mouth making love to my
sphinx.  It's like she's drinking me up, and I'm draining into her,
everything inside me just dissipating like the steam on the windows.

"All better," she whispers to me.  "See?" she kisses my ass.  I turn
around and watch her gargle with the nigger's cum.  I start to CRACK
UP, and that gets her going to.  Next thing I know, she's blowing
bubbles with that rank nigger cum.  And she has this look on her
face, like a fucking angel.

"You are the fucking FREAKIEST white bitches I EVER saw," Duane
whistles under his breath.

I turn back around and find nikki's lips again.  We kiss.  She shares
the nigger's cum with me, and we spit it back and forth between our
mouths like wet taffy.  By now, the driver and Duane are just
watching us in this weird silence.

They know the TRUTH now, too.  They gave us EVERYTHING they had,
every INCH of their big rank dicks, and we TOOK IT.  For all their
brutal shit, they didn't fucking TOUCH US!  And that scares them. 
That fucking TERRIFIES them.

A haze settles over the inside of the Lincoln then, a miasma of
smoke, pussy juice and rank nigger dicks.  nikk, tams and I just
wallow in the after-fuck, waiting for the buzzer on nikki's watch to
sound.  We don't even move, letting the niggers molest us inside and
out without a sound or a twitch.  We've given them their six ... make
that seven baggies worth, and we aren't about to give them one pussy
hair more.

A minute or so later, nikk's watch alarm goes off.  Suddenly we're
all action again.  I wrestle my coat sleeves back along my arms and
hike my jeans up.  I can see nikk and tams are in full recovery mode,
too.  In less than a minute, we are all reassembled and ready to roll.

"Our shit, please ..?" nikk asks.  She sticks her hand in Duane's
face.

He doesn't say a word.  I think he still might be freaking a bit.  He
reaches under the seat and hands her six baggies.

nikki porno doesn't move.  She just leaves her hand out.  "Don't FUCK
with me," she snarls.

Duane shrugs his shoulders, smiles and hands her the last baggie.

Ten seconds later, we're crawling out of the Lincoln and back into
the cold night.  Total time, 31 minutes and 5 seconds.     

"I have GOT to shit," tams giggles like a tard the whole way through
the lot .  My legs and my whole body are numb, but the cold isn't
bothering me anymore.  I hug nikk and tams, and together we stagger
back into Magic Beans, arm in arm.

FUCKING NIGGERS didn't know who they were fucking dealing with
tonight.

"Hey!" Nicky spots us first and waves us over to the table.  Sean and
Josh are there by now, so obviously the beer run paid off.  Nicky has
a smile on his face.  "So?  What'd you get for us?"

"You'll see," nikk laughs and pecks him on the cheek.

I sit next to Josh who gives me one of his concerned looks.  Josh
hates what we do to get shit, especially when we're out in the
Lincoln.  For all his left-wing anarchist philosophy, he still has a
problem with niggers, and he HATES the fact that we fuck them for
shit.  He gets this look in his eye, like he doesn't even want to
touch me.  Tonight it's especially bad, almost like he hates himself
as much as he hates what we just did.  (Hmm, that sounds curious. 
Wonder why?  Want to find out?) 

All the guys react differently to the Lincoln.  Nicky can't get
enough of listening to tales of me, nikki and tam-tams fucking black
dick for shit.  Sometimes when we're all stoned together, he'll
insist we tell him all the details.  Then he'll whip out his dick and
nikk will usually suck him off while we tell the tale.  Like I said,
he is stone psycho.

As for Mikey, he doesn't seem to mind that much, even though he and
tams are pretty tight.  No matter what's just happened out there,
he'll always put his arm around tams when she gets done.  He calls it
"taking one for the team," which he got from his football days, I
guess.  He and tams will fuck like crazy later when we're all stoned.
Personally, I think the whole thing turns him on a lot more than he
says.  Besides, he loves tam-tams (who doesn't?), so in the end it
really doesn't matter.

Sean's the only one I can't figure out.  He seems to have no reaction
at all to our exploits.  Like right now.  He doesn't even thank us
for working the extra baggie for him.  Most nights that'd piss me
off, but I'm still soaring after our little adventure, so I let it
slide.  Besides, it's not like he asked us to get the shit for him. 
We did that on our own, so I guess I really can't complain.

"So back to your belly-button," nikki turns to tams after we're all
back situated again. "We have to take care of that, you know ... I mean
TONIGHT," she adds.

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