College Poverty

When I went to college, I can tell you that I was poverty poor. Over the years, my mom did everything (legal and illegal) to put food on the table. I just continued that behavior into college.

I would steal food. My mouth and pussy were always available too.

Then one night, as I was hitting rock bottom, I talked to a friend in college about my problem. He said he would help. He organized a group of friends and a hotel room and they used me as their entertainment.

When I walked in, there were at least a dozen college guys. I am a small girl and I wondered how I would take this much sex. That thought went out of my head when I was told to strip and get ready to fuck. They wasted no time. Before I knew it my pussy and mouth were filled and there were lines waiting for both. These boys fucked me for hours, I basically took everything they had knowing what was being given to me in return.

I spent the next two days icing my beaten up pussy and ass. I must have taken a half a bottle of pain medicine as everything on my body hurt. Fuck, my jaw…so much dick sucking.

I got pregnant that night. There were so many guys that nobody knew who the father was. My baby wasn’t black, so I assume it wasn’t either of those two guys.

After I had the baby, I began escorting because I had no other skills. One white child and one black child later, I am still a whore and I know why I do it. I do it because that is what I was taught. It seems like a shame for me, but I know I could change it no, but it feels impossible.