Boat Trip

I waited five minutes, took off the trench coat and began to descend down to the dock/pier. The conservative people on their yachts and groups of guys BBQing on the backs of their boats had to pick their jaws up off the floor at the sight of me.

I wasn't certain whether they knew I was a guy or thought I was a prostitute, but what was certain was that everyone knew I was a white piece of trash walking down to the boat full of black guys. I walked, swinging my hips and shaking my tanned little ass in nothing but my red fishnets, and thong bottom. And the catcalls began from the boats as I passed.

"Look at that fucking slut" one guy, said to another in the first boat I passed. "Hey where did they pick you up?" another guys yelled.

As I eyeballed them, most of the girls turned away embarrassed. I obviously caught the attention of a lot of guys and could hear them trashing me as I shook my cheap little ass by their boats.

"How much for a round of BJ's over here?" one guys asked. I winked and marched right on. "What a fucking hoar...going to the party at the end eh hoar?" a fat man with a moustache said. "Fucking white trash!"

I loved every second of it, knowing that all those people knew that I was marching down the pier to fuck a bunch of black guys. Just imagine your response a half naked prostitute walking through an upscale marina.

The degradation was so hot that my cock was almost bursting out of my thong. Had it done, everyone would have known what a slutty little TV I am.

I couldn't wait for the catcalls on my way back to the car after getting fucked all afternoon by a bunch of big black cocks. I was about to find out just how many.

I could hear the guys whooping it up at the end of the pier. I really hammed it up as I got to the end of the pier, shaking my ass like black women do in rap videos (my speciality). There were 3 black guys on the deck, Marcus, as he said, being one and 2 other ones. As Marcus helped me aboard I grabbed his crotch.