by Nicola Diaz
I knew that there were a lot of drug deals that went down in this part of town. I had once worked in a diner not too far from where I sat now behind the wheel, and it gave me a sense of nostalgia to see the old neighborhood. I wondered what had changed, and who might still be working inside the diner. Before I could think much further, a fight erupted outside one of the bars. A guy pulled a gun, and then the other one ran off. I ducked behind the wheel, my heart pounding and my palms sweating. Then I slowly rose up to see if the men had dispersed.
Nobody was outside. The city lights flickered and an eerie silence fell over the street. I stayed parked there for a few more minutes, and then I started my car back up. I carefully reversed out of the parking spot I was in, and within minutes I was back on the road toward downtown. The neighborhoods changed dramatically as I progressed, and I thought about ho much different it would be to live in a neighborhood other than my own. I got out of my car and went back inside, convinced that I’d drive back to that Brooklyn neighborhood sometime in the very near future.
Chapter 11: Venturing
I could hardly wait to make my way back into the depths of that neighborhood. I had no intention of telling Courtney what I was doing. For as much as I wanted to tell her about my adventures, I knew that she would have a difficult time understanding what drove me to seek out such dangerous places, and I didn’t really want to expose so much of my personal life, anyway. I opted to keep this all secret and that filled me with even more excitement. Finally, I had an outlet for fulfilling my desires, and for instilling a sense of adventure into my existence.
I walked into my bedroom and stripped naked. Then I stood in front of the full-length mirror, admiring all of my curves. I had become so used to receiving attention from people that I sometimes forgot to even look at myself. I knew that my figure was desirable, and that I could essentially have whatever man I wanted. The funny part about that knowledge, however, was the fact that I often found myself unhappy with the men that I ended up with.
I tried to imagine an encounter in Brooklyn that would deliver me the satisfaction I so deeply craved. I needed more than just sex- I needed excitement, passion, and something to remember. At this point it seemed like fear was the best impetus for manufacturing a sexual experience that I could deem worthy of my attention. I looked around in my closet for something that would really suit the occasion. I liked the idea of something seductive that was also colorful.
I pulled out one of my long sleeved purple dresses. It had a flower appliqué on the front and it had a plunging neck-line, as well. It went well with my brown leather boots, and I even found a scarf that matched. I moved into the bathroom where I applied my favorite eye shadow and then topped it off with some luscious mascara. I applied a little lip gloss and then walked into the living room. I felt powerful and invigorated. In a whimsical moment I poured myself a shot of tequila. I threw my head back and took the shot, then grabbed my keys and headed out into the night.
I drove exactly the same route as I had the other night. I followed the same turns, and I observed the same configurations of gangs that gathered on the same corners. I had a male student in my Introduction to Anatomy class last year who was affiliated with one of the Brooklyn gangs. Nobody spoke about it in public, but t was common knowledge that he ran one of the tightest rings in the city. Sitting in my car, parked at Broad and 20th, I wondered if he still ran in the same circles.
I shut off my lights and looked around. It was dark, and only a few of the store-fronts were lit up from my vantage point. I realized that I was definitely in one of the riskier areas, and it filled me with a sense of excitement. I took a deep breath and then climbed out of my car, out of my safety zone. I pushed back my shoulders and walked with confidence into the night.
“What do we have here? A sex goddess of the night?” A few men stared at me and commented as I walked across the street. I smiled and flicked back my hair, then strutted on by. It made me feel like I was a celebrity to have so much attention when I ventured out into the darkness.
“Hey, baby. Purple is my favorite color.” I heard another voice call out as I walked, and I was surprised that he could even make out the color of my dress because it was so dark. I blew him a kiss and he whistled back. I was almost at the intersection of the diner and the basketball courts when I heard a few voices growing louder.
“Go ahead and cross the line.” One of the voices was loud and clear. I squinted to make out the silhouettes and realized, as I got closer, that I was observing a stand-off between two gangs. There were eight men in total, and each one was tall, black, muscular, and dressed in dark clothing. I could hardly see where they were headed, and I backed up so that I didn’t end up in their way.
As fate would have it, I bumped into a trash can that toppled over and caught everyone’s attention. I felt like I might pass out from fear. Excitement I was after, but a turf war between rivaling gang members, I was not expecting. Everyone turned their gaze toward me. Several of the men put their hands on their hips and inched forward. I didn’t know what to do, but I had no choice except to reveal who I was and hope that they would let me of easy. After all, I had no interest in their business, and I was only seeking a good time.
I wanted to cower and run, but I had no other choice. “Sorry!” I squeaked out an apology and then straightened myself up. I was literally quaking in my boots, and my heart was pounding. I heard one of the men cock his revolver and a shiver ran down my spine. I figured he must have felt threatened by me, but I couldn’t imagine why. I backed up slightly and then lost my balance. I went careening down onto the pavement, and my purse fell by my side in the process.
“Man, what is this bitch doing out here?” One of the men scowled and then spit on the ground. I tried to scramble to my feet, but I was too wobbly with anxiety. I decided that maybe this wasn’t such a good idea after all, that my quest for adventure had put me in harm’s way and that I really had no easy exit. I felt a tear roll down my face as I pictured being shot, and then I lowered my head, ready to simply crumple down on the ground and meet my fate.
Act III
Chapter 12: Interference
As if answering the request of an angel, I felt a firm and swift hand drop down on my back and lift me up off the ground. “Get on your feet, baby.” He had a deep voice and something about his presence made me feel protected. I told myself that maybe I wasn’t going to die out here in the cross-fire, after all. Maybe there was going to be a better ending. I imagined being home, safe and snug inside my bed, and told myself that everything was going to be okay.
I stood by his side, still shaking, before I could squeeze any words out. “Thank you.” I looked up at him, my eyes still wide with fear, and he took me by the arm and moved me aside.
“Listen. I’m not sure what the hell you’re doing out here alone- a sexy white woman in a slutty outfit. But I’ll tell you this. These boys ain’t messing around, and they don’t like strangers on their turf. I suggest you high tail it out of here and pretend like you never saw any of this.” He spoke calmly and clearly. I nodded my head and then smoothed my hair away from my face.
“Okay. No problem. I’m going.” I took a deep breath and then turned to walk away, but a nagging urge inside me compelled me to stop.
“Good. Because I should seriously smack you for being so stupid as to walk around out here in that outfit. Now get the hell out of here.” He waved me off and I lowered my head, feeling embarrassed for being so naïve. “Seriously. You put my own life in danger by making me have to intervene. You get it?” He sounded annoyed, but I still sensed that he wanted me to stay. Maybe I was crazy for not running away at that moment, but I didn’t.
“You should let me apologize to you.” I inched a little closer, my heart racing from the uncertainty and the danger. I eyed the other gang members from the corner of my eye and then swallowed hard. The tall black man who lifted me to my feet looked at me with an incredulous expression.
“What are you
talking about?” He put his hands on his hips and looked at me, then looked at the other gang members who had now grown quiet. At that moment, I knew that I was on shaky ground. This had the potential for being one of the worst moves I made in my entire life, and I could pay for it in an unsatisfactory way. On the other hand, it could turn out to be the most incredible sexual adventure that I could have ever imagined. I took a deep breath and then touched his arm.
“Let me show you.” I smiled and then the other gang members started to move closer.
“What the hell are you doing, Rico?” One of them yelled at the man who had helped me up.
“I ain’t sure.” He chuckled and then watched as I reached for his belt buckle. It was dark, so I couldn’t see very well, but I felt around and managed to get my hand on his zipper. I yanked it down and then looked up at him with a smile. “Let me retract that statement. I think I’m about to get my dick sucked.”
Chapter 13: Satisfaction
I nuzzled the top of his waist line and then reached my hand down his pants. His dick was warm and it only took a few minutes for me to rub it until it was hard. Then I pulled his pants down farther and got down on my hands and knees.
“Holy shit. How’d he get to be the lucky one?” I heard one of the other gang members chuckle, and I started to work my magic on the other guy. I ran my tongue along his shaft and then wrapped my entire mouth around his cock. It was cold outside, but his skin was warm and hard inside my mouth. He pushed my head into his groin and I sucked as hard as I could. It had been months since I’d given anyone a blow job, and I found it completely exhilarating.
“That shit feels good.” He rubbed my head and I continued to suck until one of the other gang members came to my side.
“Hey how many of those are you givin’ out tonight?” He laughed and then smacked his lips together as I continued to suck in and out. I had never performed oral sex on someone whose name I didn’t even know. Then I remembered that I had heard someone refer to him as Rico. I loved the way that his dick felt in my mouth and I sucked him off until he finally came inside my mouth.
“Now that was some damn good head.” He laughed and yanked his pants back up. I stood to the side and was surprised to see all of the men moving toward me. Apparently the rest of the gang had its own ideas about what should happen next.
Chapter 14: The Exploration
I stood up and straightened out my dress. I was feeling a little bit more relaxed, but as soon as I realized that I was outnumbered, I started to panic again. Should I turn around and just run? Or should I try and just deal with whatever they had planned for me? Before I could make a clear decision, I felt one of the gang member’s hands on my shoulder. I turned around and gave him a weak smile. Then he motioned for me to follow him and I did. Before I knew it, we were all standing in an alley that had one bright street light casting its glow on the pavement.
“Well, Purple Orchid, we had an idea.” The gang member who had led me down the alley smiled and I noticed that he had a row of gold teeth. “See. We saw how good you did our man back there, and we decided that you ought to share the wealth.” He spoke and the rest of the gang members laughed. I looked around and saw that I was encircled. Five men in total watched me with lascivious eyes.
“Well, I guess there’s a first time for everything.” I grinned and realized that whether I liked it or not, my desire for adventure was going to be fulfilled. I slowly walked toward the gang member who had led me, and ran my hands over his chest. He smiled and then grabbed one of my breasts. I looked at him with a passionate stare and he smacked my ass with is hand.
“Why don’t you get your pretty white ass down on the ground?” He looked at me with a serious expression and I did as I was told. I crouched down on all fours, and then turned around to look over my shoulder. The guy was unzipping his pants and stroking his cock while the others watched on, their eyes wide and eager to see what happened next. Without saying a word, he leaned forward and rammed his cock inside of my hole. “Shit!” He called out and then rammed it inside me again. “Oh, yeah. This is some tight white pussy.” He smiled and smacked my ass a few times as I lurched forward to meet his movements.
I closed my eyes and tried to enjoy it, but his dick was so big that it felt like I was going to tear wide open. I spread my legs a little more, and that seemed to help. “Yeah, girl. Spread those legs and let me in that tight pussy of yours.” He smacked my ass once more and then screwed me even harder. The rest of the gang members stood by, their arms folded in front of their chests.
I liked the fact that we were all engaged in the gang bang. It was both intoxicatingly exciting, as well as somewhat anxiety producing. I knew that this was what I had been seeking all this time. I needed the release that came from fear, and it was okay now that I could identify what I needed. I felt proud of myself for being in tune with myself enough to know what I required ass a sexual woman.
Chapter 15: Multiplicity
I remained on my hands and knees as the gang member continued to penetrate me, and that was when I could feel the rest of them moving in on me. He finally threw his weight back and I closed my eyes as he came all over my back. A few of the other gang members laughed and gave each other high fives, and I simply remained in the position that I had been asked to get into. I was beginning to get a little more comfortable in the scenario, at least to the point that I didn’t think anyone was going to pull a gun out on me.
“Okay, baby. Now it’s my turn. But I want to see your titties, so turn around and get on your back for me.” One of the other gang members came forward and I noticed that he was exceptionally good looking. He had a short cropped hair cut and deep, dark eyes that almost twinkled under the moonlight. I was ready for whatever he wanted from me, and when I turned around to face him he smiled. “Damn. You’re hot as hell.”
He played with my breasts for a few minutes before telling me to lean back. We happened to be close to a store’s dumpster, so I was able to get my balance by falling against the side of the container. The gang member pinched my nipples and then forcefully yanked the top of my dress down to my waist. “Yeah. Now that’s what I’m talkin’ about.” He grinned and I leaned back, steadying my stance and spreading my legs a little wider.
I waited for the moment of truth, when he would lift up my dress and slide his hard dick inside me, but he liked to play around a little longer before he entered my pussy. The other gang members seemed to be getting impatient with him, and a few made comments that he was “holding up the program,” but he simply gave them all the finger and continued to run his hands over my body and massage my shoulders. I was thoroughly enjoying his touch, and it made it all the more fulfilling when he finally yanked up my dress and felt around for my hole. I braced for the penetration, and then cried out when he finally entered me.
“Yes!” I clung to his back and looked in his eyes as he screwed me with all his might. He was strong and he smelled like a combination of cedar and spruce. I was really turned on, and I looked around to see the other gang members watching us with satisfaction. I felt a wave of intense fulfillment course through my psyche. This was what I had been looking for, this was what I had needed all this time. I realized that I could be satisfied, after all, that I could find pleasure in fearful situations, and that my sexual needs could be met at the same time.
“Let’s go, Darren. We want our turn, too.” One of the other gang members yelled out and I waited as he made his final push inside my pussy. He grunted and then pulled out, just in time to come all over my chest. I fell back against the dumpster and then took a breather. The gang members all moved in even closer, a few of them starting to unbutton their pants in anticipation of their turn.
It was exciting for me to be surrounded by all five of them, to see their faces in the darkness as they prepared to have my body. I knew that they realized what a commodity I was at that moment, that they would have never found someone as seductive and as sexual as me that particular night. It was a
s if we were all gratifying each other, in one chance encounter that happened to be on that street. I wiped off my chest with my hand and then stretched a little bit as the next gang member prepared for his turn. I was ready, but I still wanted to get a little more dick in my mouth before our party ended.
Chapter 16: Momentum
I looked around to see who was going to step up next. The street lights were illuminated in the distance, but I couldn’t see further than the end of the alley. I wondered if anyone had seen us as we congregated, and I thought back to the episode on the train. Had anyone secretly videotaped any of this? I pulled back my hair and sauntered toward one of the next gang members. He looked a little bit younger than the others, but he was still raring to go and wanted his fair share.
“I’m ready for you Miss. Purple.” He winked and then unzipped his pants. I looked around and guessed that I had been here for over two hours now. I wondered if they planned on making me stay for a particular length of time, or if they were all simply riding it out with nonchalance. There was no sign of the police, or any other sort of distraction so far that would impinge upon our group. I ran my hands down the gang member’s back and then reached my hand down his pants. He smiled as soon as my hand wrapped around his cock. Then he looked up in time to see two of the other gang members approaching us.
