Leroy Washington

I was born in a small town outside of Atlanta and still live there with my wife and two boys. I drive a big rig for a living. Driving was not my first choice in a career. You see, I was a star football player in high school, some called me a phenom. I was given a scholarship to a university and made the varsity my freshman year. At orientation I met Sue, a cute blonde freshman. We were fucking on our second date! That slut became addicted to my ‘Big Leroy’. That’s what I call my 10-inch cock. We fucked all the time. Even in the hospital when I had my knee operated on after some big ass white boy rolled up on it. My knee got infected and I had to have another operation. That ended my football career.

I became depressed and quit school. At home I had an uncle who drove a truck for a living. I was sitting on the patio drinking and talking shit with some of my ‘homies’ when he walked up one day. He listened to me talking about fucking a white college girl and he began telling stories about the white sluts he met on the road. I needed a job, so I talked to him about becoming a driver. He got me into a school and then a job driving over the road.

He was right about the white sluts. They are everywhere! You just need to know where to look.

I met one in L.A. while I waited for my truck to be unloaded. She was a longhaired, married with three kids, blonde who worked as a secretary for the warehouse manager. We fucked in his office while he went to lunch! That became a regular thing every time I delivered to that warehouse!

In Dallas there was another blonde who I caught looking at me in a restaurant. After exchanging a few words, she invited me to join her at her table. An hour later ‘Big Leroy’ was finding his way into her womb! When I am in Dallas, I give her a call. She always invites me to a nice hotel which she pays for on one of her husband’s credit cards. He is in the oil business and spends a lot of time in the ‘patch’.

I lucked into re-connecting with Sue at just the right time. She was pissed at her fiancé for going to a bachelor’s party. I used a lie to re-introduce her to ‘Big Leroy’. I fucked that slut for two years, even sharing her with my cousin and my alternate driver a few times, before her husband caught us. I tried to explain to her how her relationship with him could change, but she would not listen and told me to never call her again. Fuck her! There are plenty more just like her. Even better. She had rules, no marks and no ass fucking. No marks, I get it. But I like ass fucking! I love to hear them squeal as ‘Big Leroy’ stretches out their colons!

A couple of months after Sue broke it off with me, I was on a run down to Miami. At a Cuban restaurant I was enjoying a plate of ‘ropa vieja’, when I caught this long black-haired hottie eyeballing me. This bitch was fine! Her hair hung almost to her waist and was so black it shined. I usually prefer blondes, but ‘Big Leroy’ was acting like he wanted to get to know her. I struck up a conversation about the weather and soon she was at my table. An hour later I was in a king-sized bed in some luxury hotel, on her dime. After sampling ‘Big Leroy’ for the better part of three hours she told me she had to get home. She gave me her phone number and told me to give her a call the next time I was in town. She said I was just what she needed since her husband was 30 years older than her and was starting to have problems in the bedroom! I could tell that old fart must be rich by the way she was dressed and that rock she wore on her finger. I told her I would be back in a couple of weeks, and that I would definitely give her a call.

I just rolled into Miami and ‘Big Leroy’ has been hard since we passed Orlando! Canela is waiting for me at the hotel so I park my truck and take a taxi. She meets me in the lobby and escorts me to our room. I need a shower so I go into the bathroom. As I am showering, I hear voices in the bedroom. I am thinking she has ordered room service. Good I am hungry! I open the door and step into the room with a towel wrapped around me. Canela is sitting on the bed staring at the floor while an older man is speaking Spanish to her. But what really got my attention was the three Cuban men standing around the room with their guns drawn!

“By all means join us,” the older man says.

I don’t move. One of the men walks over to me and places the barrel of the gun under my right ear. As I start to walk over to sit next to Canela, I feel the towel jerked from around my waist. ‘Big Leroy’ is not hard anymore.

“I see what the attraction is!” The other men in the room laugh when he says that!

I sat naked on the bed next to her as I was instructed.

“Canela, I told you what would happen if I caught you fucking around on me.”

Canela is starting to cry as she says, “Por favor, Poppy, I promise to be good. Don’t hurt me, please.”

She is crying so hard she cannot talk anymore. The old Cuban lets her cry for a minute before saying, “I am not going to hurt you, I am going to send you to a place where you can enjoy all the cocks you want.”

“Please, NO!” she screamed.

I have no idea what he is talking about, but it is obvious Canela does. She is starting to get loud with her begging. A roll of duct tape appears and one of the men hold her while the other tapes her mouth shut by wrapping the tape around her head. That beautiful hair of hers is caught in the tape and some is taped to her face.

“You think you are so ‘special’? There are thousands of pretty, young girls who would trade places with you. I am one of the wealthiest men in Miami, all I asked of you was to be faithful to me! Yet you bring your black lover to a hotel where everyone knows us! You fucking slut!” Now he is getting loud!

“I gave you everything you ever asked for, cars, clothes, diamond trinkets and you repay me by fucking some black truck driver with a big cock. Fuck you! Enjoy your life, what’s left of it.”

Her hands were taped behind her back, then her legs were taped together from her knees to her ankles. One man picked her up and threw her across his shoulder. He opened the door and walked out. I saw other men in the hall. The door was shut and the old man turned his attention to me.