I have been wanting to share my story which is based on true events that happened November 2022.
I’d been lurking on this site for years, jerking to the stories, putting myself in every single one of them. All the wildest ones had one thing in common: Tina. They swore she turned regular sex into something next-level, something spiritual. I was 31, Black, thick-ass bottom, and I finally needed to know if the hype was real.
I didn’t know a single soul who sold T. My usual menu was weed and poppers, nothing harder. But I knew the code words cold: PnP, ❄️, clouds, “parTy,” ice emojis. So I opened Grindr, set the filters, and started hunting.
That’s when Jess popped up. Black trans girl, gorgeous in that raw, late-night way. Profile full of ass shots and the little snowflake emoji. I sent the message before I could overthink it.
Me Hey. First time ever trying Tina. Got $30 cash. Can you grab for me and keep some for yourself?
Jess Hey cutie! Yeah I can help you out. $30 works. Where you at right now?
Me Not far. Can pull up anywhere you say.
Jess Cool. Can you pull up? I’ll come down to the car. Ten minutes?
I drove a short 6 minutes to her. She walked out looking exactly like someone who’d already had a long night: wild curly wig, smeared lipstick, tiny halter top, Daisy Dukes so short the pockets hung lower than the shorts, skinny but curvy where it counted, and the biggest, friendliest smile.
“Heyyy baby!” she said, sliding into my passenger seat. “You’re cute as hell. First time for real?”
“For real,” I laughed, handing her the folded bills. “I don’t really know what to expect.”
She took the money, tucked it in her bra, and pulled out a tiny baggie with nice shards sparkling inside.
“Some straight fire. You’re gonna love her.” She handed it over with a wink. “This some good shit, trust me. Text me later and tell me how she treats you.”
I thanked her, she hopped out, gave me one last smile, and that was it. Polite, quick, easy.
Drove home buzzing with nerves and excitement.
Got in the house, locked the door, and stared at the baggie like it was a winning lottery ticket. Didn’t have a pipe, didn’t know what the hell I was doing. So first I broke off a tiny piece, stuffed it in a Black & Mild, and smoked it like weed. Tasted awful, but twenty minutes later a warm little wave rolled through me. Not crazy, but enough to make me grin like an idiot and say out loud, “Okay… feels pretty good. I get it now.”
An hour of gooning later I wanted the real deal.
I took a fat about .15 shard, crushed it just a little, smeared lube all over my thick dildo on the fuck machine, and rolled the crystal right onto the tip. Got on all fours, backed up slow, and let it slide in.
That famous burn hit instantly: sharp, fiery, perfect. I held still, letting it melt inside me, letting it soak in. Five minutes in, the switch flipped.
My whole body lit up. My ass turned into one hungry, pulsing mouth. I started rocking back faster, then faster, then I just flipped the machine on high and let it rail me. Creamy lube started foaming around the shaft. My dick stayed soft (exactly like the stories said), and that made me even hornier.
I grabbed my phone with shaky hands, opened Grindr again, and every ounce of fear was gone.
Scrolled till I found him: “BBC 4 fat ass – can travel.” While the machine was still pounding me into another planet, I typed one-handed:
Me Dick looking great and need BBC in this phat ass right now. Are condoms cool?
I sent some ass pics and one of me on my fuck machine. His reply came instantly: “Damn! I need that… WYA.” I dropped my location (something I never, ever do).
Twenty minutes later the doorbell rang.
I opened it and there stood Nico: tall, dark, low-cut dreads, easy smile, and the thickest nine-and-a-half-inch dick I’d ever seen already swinging heavy in his sweats. I pulled him straight to the bedroom, dropped to my knees, and inhaled that beautiful, veiny monster raw. I never liked sucking dick before; it was just foreplay. Tina turned me into a different man. I worshipped that dick like it was paying my rent.
A few minutes of sloppy head and I was already spinning around, spreading my cheeks.
“Condom?” I managed to gasp.
He rolled one on, lined up, and sank in balls-deep.
Nothing in my life had ever felt that good. Every stroke lit me up from the inside. I was moaning like a porn star, pushing back, begging him to go harder. Ten minutes of pounding and Nico groaned, slammed deep, and filled the rubber.
I wanted more. Went to clean him off with my mouth, but he laughed, pulled away: “Too sensitive, bro.”
I joked, “If you’re sensitive now, imagine if you would’ve fucked me raw and came inside.”
That made him grin wide. “Tell you what, my boy’s at the hotel with me and he loved your pics. But he only plays raw. You want both of us to run a train on that ass raw?”
I froze for a second. My ass was twitching, and the thought of raw dick for the first time, by not one guy but two, which would also mean my first creampies ever…
I knew this was a crossroad. A choice that would change everything.
Then I smiled. “Give me ten minutes to shower and I’m there.”
I closed the door behind Nico and hopped in the shower quick, water steaming hot. While I rinsed off I slid two soapy fingers inside myself, feeling how loose and hungry I still was, picturing Nico and his boy taking turns with those big raw dicks, pumping load after load deep in my guts, watching it drip down my thighs all night.
I laughed under the spray, soft-dicked and hornier than I’d ever been in my life.
Then I paused, towel in hand, staring at the little baggie still sitting on the counter.
I wanted another bump, bad. Just enough to keep the fire roaring when those two raw dicks got in me. But I wasn’t stupid; I still had to drive across town, and the first booty-bump was already singing loud in my blood.
I broke off a small shard anyway, slipped it into a tiny fold of paper, and tucked it deep in my sweats pocket with a single dab of lube in a travel packet I grabbed from the drawer. Plan was set: soon as I parked at the hotel, I’d hop in the back seat, reach back quick, slide it in, and let it melt while I walked inside already buzzing harder than ever. They’d never know I was secretly topping myself off.
I threw on fresh grey sweats grabbed my keys, and headed out the door.
Two raw loads were waiting… and in ten minutes I was gonna be freshly spun and ready to beg for both of them.
End...for now.
