It got to the point that I could only cum when I was licking black cum out of her. These past 2 yrs she would never bring her dates home (although I hope she will someday). I had to be content cleaning her cream pies and working out with my dildo wishing I was working on a real black cock.

Which brings me to my story. Last month I had to go to Atlanta for a week for work and during the ride from the airport to my hotel in a taxi, we passed an adult book store in which 3 hot black guys were walking in or coming out. It turns out the abs was just a few blocks from my hotel. My little cock was getting hard in my panties and my lips were getting wet just thinking about going there to service black cock. Up to this point I only had my dildo to suck and fuck. I was looking forward to finally serving a black cock and getting the cream right from the source.

I didn't have any plans that night so after checking in, I got out my enema bag, (never go anywhere without it), and with which my wife makes me clean myself out with all the time. After a good hosing out, I got out my razor and made sure that I was totally hairless, another thing which my wife insists on. I didnt plan on this so I didn't have any outfits to change into except my panties, and a few things I had planned just to lounge around my room in. I selected my best pair, a pink satin and lace thong, put on some white nylon shorts which were tight on my ass and if you were looking you could see my thong thru them. I am not a very big guy only, 5'5 and slender, long hair which I keep in a pony tail. For my top I had a pink half t-shirt which shows off my belly ring. On my feet some low open toe sandals, showing off my pink toe nails. While back at home I wear male stuff on the outside so no one sees what I have underneath. But here I wanted those big black bulls to see what I am made of, and so there wouldn't be any doubt as to what I wanted.

After finishing getting ready I took one look in the mirror, man did I look good, like a sissy slut, great just the look I was going for..:) It had gotten dark by this time so I didn't feel over exposed walking to the abs, but I sure had butterflies in my gut from the thought of hopefully finally getting to serve a black cock. I had been to a few adult book stores before I was married, but never hooked up with a black guy in one, was always white guys. I guess you could say I was bi back then, I would suck cock thru a glory hole as well as get mine sucked, that was about it back then. But since getting married and cuckolded, I have changed into a total sissy slut for black cock.

As i walked up to the counter to a young thin black guy behind it, smiling at me, I knew i had come to the right place. Asking if he could help me, it took all I had not to just come out with "can I suck your cock". He told me it was "$10 for 1hr back in the booths, which run all kinds of movies". I told him, "then give me 2 hrs, I want to stay awhile" smiling at him. "Sure baby anything else you need you come see me." I was dripping already just from hearing him speak. I went into the back, it was somewhat dark which was good as no one would see my wet spot on my shorts. There where a few guys hanging around most black some older some younger and 2 other white guys. The younger one who looked more like a huslter, than a white boy who just wanted black cock and an older maybe 60 plus guy who looked like he just wanted any cock to suck on. They all looked me over as I went into a booth to check things out, small with a screen on the far wall with a blond getting fucked by 2 white guys. I hit the button to find a better movie and found just what I was looking for. A film about white tv's serving black cock. This way if someone was looking thru the gh they would know what I was looking for. There was a benchseat on the left and to my enjoyment a nice glory hole on the right side. Almost as soon as I was in there someone entered the other booth, and they must have seen what I had chosen for a film, because right after that a nice black cock came sliding thru. I looked in his booth and saw his tennis shoes, one of the thin, younger guys that had seen me enter my booth.

I did what I have been training to do, I got on my knees and gave that black cock a kiss, man did it taste good. He was somewhat thinner than my dildo but this was the real thing. I payed homage to him and his cock, kissing it, licking it, sucking it, never wanting it to end. But he was young and only wanted to get off. So all to soon I held my mouth open and let him fuck it, it felt so good to finally have my mouth used by a black cock. As he was picking up speed getting ready to pop, I backed off to pull my shirt over my head and got back on him as he started to spurt. I let the first 2 blasts go off in my mouth, then jerked him off onto my chest with a couple more. When he was done I cleaned him off, enjoying a drop from his slit, damn it tasted so good. I then gave my first black cock a kiss and he was on his way. As I was enjoying the cum in my mouth before swallowing it, he went out the door and another black guy who I hadn't seen on the way in came in.

He was huge, and I don't mean fat, he was about 6 foot 4 and looked like a body builder. He had on sweat pants, a tank top with his huge arm and chest muscle bulging out of it. His head was shaved and as I would come to find out, the entire rest of his body was too, must have been for when he oils himself up for a show. Older about 45 or so, but what a god he was, man I hit the jackpot. If my wife could see me now, cum on my chest, in my mouth, and here is this black adonis right before me, she would have pushed me away to have him for herself. He bent over and said "you want daddy's cock boy?" What could I say but "yes sir". "Put your mouth up to the hole", in a flash this big cock head that barely fit thru the hole appears with foreskin hanging off the end a least an inch maybe more. I gave that head a kiss before running my tounge under his skin to taste him, then all over that huge cockhead. But that's all he was giving me was the head. I tried to suck him thru that wall to get more but he held firm. After about 10 mins of me worshipping that beautiful cockhead, he pulled back and asked "you want the rest of daddy's cock boy", and of course by now my standard answer was "yes sir". "Then follow me into a bigger booth", "yes sir". I was up and out of that booth in a flash, I didn't want anyone else beating me to him. As soon as I opened the door the younger white guy was trying to get in as he must have seen this black god go into the other booth and wanted to get some of him. But as soon as he shut his door my daddy opened his and looking at me said "lets go boy".

But I had left so fast that I didn't even pull my shirt back over my head, and he looked at my cum covered chest, then my belly ring, then my pink toes and smiled, "I am going to enjoy you boy", "yes sir". He led me to a much bigger booth with a much bigger screen and wider padded bench. He towered over me, and said "pick the movie boy." I went right to the one I had in the other booth, he just smiled, "nice choice boy". "Thank you daddy". As he ran his hands over my ass I thought I would melt right there. "Nice panties boy." "Thank you sir, would you like me to show them to you?" "Here he said let me" with that he slid my shorts down my smooth legs, I put my arm on his shoulder for support so I could lift one leg at a time, man he was solid. He tossed them on the bench. "Very nice, I like my boys smooth" he said as he ran his hands over my ass cheeks, pulling me towards him in a hug. The front of my panties were soaked, I was so excited. As I looked up at this black giant, I now knew why my wife is drawn to black men. This would be a lot different than the younger guy who just wanted to get off, this guy wanted to be not only serviced but worshipped as well.

"On your knees boy." I was down in a flash, looking up at him. He said to me "Lower my sweats boy." I took a hold of the waist and slid them slowly over his powerful thighs, man they were so muscled and smooth. He stepped out of them and I laid them on the bench. He was wearing a black jock strap that looked like it was ready to burst. I waited for my next command, "worship my jock boy" was all he said. I kissed and licked that package for at least 10 mins, then he turned around and put his hands against the wall, "worship my ass boy" was my next command. After first giving each smooth cheek a bunch of kisses, I pulled his hard cheeks apart to get to the real prize. I again started with a kiss, this one to his hot clean hole, man he tasted good. As I licked and tongue fucked his hole he was moaning "that's it boy get that tongue deeper in daddy's hole, show it how much you love to serve black men". My little cock was flowing by this time, here I was serving a black daddy as I was meant to.

After about 10 mins, he turned around "nice job boy, you earned the right to take down my jock." "Yes sir." As I pulled that jock down those big legs, his huge cock came into view. Now I have seen a lot of pictures of black cock and this one wasn't just big, it was thick as my wrist, I don't think he would have fit thru the gh if he was fully hard. Then he stepped out of the jock and sat down on the bench with his huge smooth balls hanging over the edge, as I set the jock on the bench next to our other stuff. Looking up at him again for my next command he simply said "worship my balls boy." As he pulled his cock out of the way they were like 2 smooth apples hanging down. After giving them their kiss I licked and sucked on them for another 10 mins. "I sure like the way you take care of your daddy boy." "My pleasure sir". With my face buried in his crotch he gave me my next command, he simply said "worship my cock boy."

Finally I got to his cock again after worshipping him for the past almost hour. Again I gave his cockhead a kiss, then I ran my tongue all over his shaft. As I took him into my mouth I realized just how big he was, my dildo is about 8 inches long and only about 3/4 as thick as this. I have learned to take the whole thing, but I could only get about 3/4 of his huge cock in my mouth. "That's it boy make daddy feel good" as he ran his fingers thru my hair. I pulled on his hard smooth ass trying to get him in deeper, but my mouth just wouldn't open wide enough to take him, but it sure felt good to try. I worshipped him at least another 10-15 mins when he was getting ready to shoot.

He stood up as I continued to suck on him. "Open your mouth and look at me boy" he said as he took ahold of his shaft, pumping it until it shot off in my mouth. He gave me 2 huge blasts in the mouth then finished with a couple more all over my chest. I was covered in cum, and did it taste, feel and smell so good. Still looking up at him he said "you can swallow now boy." I gulped that load down and at the same time I shot off in my panties without even touching myself. I cleaned his cock off then he bent down and gave me a kiss. I didn't expect that but he shoved his tongue in my mouth and I his.

"Nice job boy, you are well trained, who trained you?" "My wife sir." He looked down at me smiling "is she a black cock slut also?" "Yes sir." "I would love to meet her sometime and maybe use the both of you together". "Yes sir, I think she would love to meet you also, but we live in NY". "Hey I get to the city from time to time, what's your number?" He had a pen and I wrote it down for him. "You can dress me now boy." "Yes sir." As I went to pick up his jock he said "you keep that and I will keep your pretty panties." "Oh yes sir, thank you sir." I pulled up his sweats but not before giving that beautiful cockhead another kiss. With that he walked out leaving on my knees waiting for my next black cock. I sure hope he calls...:)

Well, she told me she was a thick hot mama, and you can see I wasted little time testing her oral skills. She took all of me like a good girl, and swallowed without batting an eyelash. Wonderful start to a meetup.

While we were watching the TV, she said "Hey daddy. Come put your hand in my wet pussy." So as you can see, she let me stretch it and force my hand deep in the wet hole.

After that arm workout, she spread those nice white thighs and let me fuck her until I came deep inside of her. Every time she had an orgasm, she let out this "Grrrrr!" like a tiger - was like I was the lion tamer, hehehe!

Well, that's all for now, true Dark Caverners. Too bad her "man" came back home two weeks later, but it was worth the gas and hotel to get back into something white and wet. Stay tuned, as there may be a few more stories left to tell.

Of course, if you are down with a big Black man and you're in the Chicago/NW Indiana area, hit me up. Fellas, if you got the 411 on a lady and wanna share, hit me up as well.

See the movie clips from this session in the Moviedrome.

I first met Joe as a result of having a car wreck. Someone ran into the back of me on an interstate close to where I live. I was on my way to meet a girl friend. I drive a baby blue BMW 325i. My husband was out of town on business, and I was overdue to catch up on things.

As the traffic slowed, I slowed but the guy behind me didn't. Boom! There we were, right in the middle of an accident. All I could think of was my poor BMW!

Sitting on the side of the highway, looked at my watch. It was 6:30pm It was pouring rain, and as soon as the police arrived, he directed us to a nearby parking lot so he could finish his report. Soon, the wreckers arrived. One of the wrecker drivers approached me and said, "Your car won't be able to be driven. I will have to tow it. Why don't you wait in the cab of my wrecker until the cops are finished. I'll get hooked up to your car and then take it to a repair shop. It will not take long, and you can get where you need to go." By this time, I just wanted to get things moving again, so I quickly agreed.

It was warm inside the wrecker cab. My summer dress was obviously not intended to keep me warm or dry on what had turned out to be a cool and rainy summer evening. Now it was wet and a little more transparent than the designer had intended it to be. I hardly ever wear a bra these days, and the cool air was making my obvious nipples stand at attention.

The wrecker driver walked back to the cab of the truck, climbed in and quickly introduced himself. "Hi, I'm Joe. I apologize for not introducing myself earlier. Are you okay?", He asked.

I assured him I was fine, just a bit nervous and cold and wet. He took off his black leather jacket and wrapped it around me and then turned the heat up in the cab. The police directed him around in front of my car, he got out, hooked it up and off we went. On the way to the shop he said, "I hope I don't offend you but I couldn't help but notice how beautiful you are." I responded by saying I wasn't offended and thanked him for the complement. He then asked if I always dressed so sexy. I asked him what he meant by "that way." "Without a bra?," he responded, adding, "It is very apparent you don't have one on". I blushed, knowing how obvious it must have been. As I glanced down at my very enlarged and obviously erect nipples, I pulled the coat closer around me and then replied, in a rather shameful voice commented that the sundress was just more comfortable without one on. He paused, focused his eyes on my 35C's and just smiled.

When we arrived at the shop, he dropped the car off and climbed back inside the cab. "Now where?" he asked.

I was a bit taken back by his offer, but responded by telling him I had planned to meet my girlfriend. Then without thinking, I mentioned that my husband was out of town. Then, I added that I was too wet and in too much disarray to go any where in public. Then he said, "Would you like to come to my place for a drink and then I can take you home?"

"Oh, I couldn't do that. I don't even know you," I said.

Joe then pointed to his wrecker license with his photo on it and said, "That is who I am. I am licensed. That is my license number. The name on the truck is my company. It is not like you don't know who I am."

I thought for a moment, having taken notice of how ruggedly handsome he was, not to mention he was obviously a full 10 years younger than my 47 years. Pausing, then looking up at him, I said "okay, I'll trust you. I'll go, but I can't stay long."

In less than 10 minutes we pulled up in front of a town home. He got out, ran around and opened the door. My mind said, "What a gentleman!" I awkwardly climbed down trying to keep my summer dress down as far as I could but still high enough to allow me to bend my legs and step down out of the high cab. I was sure he got a full view of me of which he would confirm later. I always wear sheer white, unlined bikini panties, and with my bush, there is never a doubt when you get a flash of my crotch and pussy.

We entered the town home, which was modestly furnished and clean for what I assumed was a bachelor pad. He brought me a scotch and soda. I asked how he knew that was my choice of drinks. "A good guess," was his answer. I drank that first drink way too fast and found another in my hand before I realized the first one was gone. "Are you feeling warmer yet," he asked.

I said, "Yes, some." With that, he responded that he had an idea that would warm me up quickly. He didn't want me catching cold. With that he left and went up stairs. I heard water running. He came back down and said, "Please go upstairs, I have prepared a warm bath for you. I'll put your dress in the dryer and it will be dry in minutes. There really isn't a lot to dry." He followed that with a warm smile.

I thought, with my mind starting to whirl, how could I resist? I thought about how to say no. But, by then, after a couple drinks, I couldn't really think of a good reason. Okay, so I am married. But he doesn't seem to care and my husband won't ever find out. Then my drink fogged mind says I don't know this guy but I know who he is. Like I said, I couldn't think of a good reason. So, I said, "After you."

He responded with, "No, after you, I insist." I walked up the stairs knowing he was behind me watching my ass and legs exposed by my very short, very wet, semi transparent summer dress. I blushed but up the stairs we went, with me in front.

When we reached the bedroom he told me, "I'll give you a couple of minutes to get comfortable and then I will join you." That took me back a bit, but by this time the drinks had taken away most of my common sense.

I entered the bathroom and found a large whirlpool tub full of water and bubble bath. I quickly slipped out of my wet summer dress and high heels. Since I was wearing absolutely nothing underneath and it didn't take me long to be fully submersed in the warm water.

I knew Joe was going to join me and that he was most likely going to try and fuck me, I was fully prepared for his advances. He came in and pulled up a bench and took a seat on it. He then said, "Like I said earlier, you are a beautiful woman. I am very tempted to join you in your bath and then have sex with you but I choose to only do that kind of thing on my own terms."

I looked at him with a question mark on my forehead. He said, "Let me explain." "I would love nothing more than to have sex with you but, my guess is, after that, you would then go home and I would never see or hear from you again. That wouldn't be all bad except I don't want it to be that way. I want to have sex with you tonight, but I want you come back to me whenever I tell you to, and, I want you to respond to me the way I tell you to." The question mark on my forehead grew larger. Then he said, "Think about that for a few moments while you enjoy your bath. If you want to play by my rules, I will be in the bedroom, you may join me there or not. But, if you do it will be on my terms." Then he left the bathroom.

I thought about what he had said. I wondered what he meant by sex being on his terms. Here I was, naked in his bathtub, and a man I had only met an hour earlier was telling me HE was willing to have sex with me, but under his terms! What kind of insane approach was this? Perhaps it was my curiosity, my fear of not ever knowing, or just my wanton lust for sexual excitement, but I decided to get out of the bathtub, dry myself off, put my high heels back on and walk into the bedroom, bare ass naked, and see just what kind of man I was dealing with. Naked, I can bring most men to their knees they want me so badly!

When I entered the bedroom naked, with only my high heels on, I was expecting him to be waiting in the bed for me. No, that wasn't the case. There he was, setting in a chair in the far corner of the room, wearing a silk robe. He spoke, "I take it you have decided to accept my terms and do as you are told." I nodded my head.

"I need to hear you say it," he demanded. I spoke softly, "I will do as you say and I agree to have sex with you on your terms." I could feel myself growing wet between my legs from the building anxiety. As I think back now, by this time I still had the belief that this was some kind of foreplay. I would soon learn I was very wrong.

"I have a contract I need you to read and then sign," he said. A contract I thought! What could it possibly say. He reached over to a table setting next to him and picked up a single piece of paper and held it out to me.

"Here, read this and if you agree with every word, and you are willing to abide by it, then you will sign it, date it and we can proceed."

I walked toward him to retrieve the "contract." For those of you that don't know me, I am 5''3" and with my heels on I am a full 5''7" or more, depending on the height of my heels. I have wavy auburn hair that is past my shoulders and I wear it down most of the time. I weigh 105 pounds and have 35C upturned, natural breasts with perky upturned nipples that are a full 3/4 inch long. They are so sensitive that I can cum when a cool breeze blows over them. Their sensitivity also makes them almost always rock hard and erect. I have a smooth flat belly, a full round, very curvy ass, and I keep my pussy natural, trimming only the edges. I could feel his eyes on me as I walked closer. I retrieved the contract and then turned to walk back into the light toward the bathroom to read it. Here is an summary of what it said:

TERMS OF SERVITUDE

It is hereby agreed that I now declare myself the personal property of the Master and I hereby agree to deliver my body and mind in totality to the demands and wishes of the Master at all times and in all ways, immediately, and without restraint or reservation as instructed. At such times as the Master wishes I hereby agree to be assigned to the servitude of other Masters as instructed to do so. I hereby agree to always have myself available and prepared as instructed to serve the Master or other Masters as instructed to do so. I will not disclose to anyone under any circumstances of my servitude or the identity of the Master or other Masters.

At times I am requested to do so I will recruit others to submit to servitude under the Master and other Masters. I agree to provide monies to cover all expenses incurred during times of my use, including acquiring proper dress, travel, food, drink and accommodations when needed. I also agree to pay fees that are required by certain Masters for their use of me.

By agreeing hereto I will now be known by just my first name, Peggy, sex slave to the Master and all Masters.

I hereby agree, being of sound mind, the terms contained herein.

Below that I found a signature line, a place to print my name, my present address, home phone number, mobile phone, place of work, and work phone number.

Still with the belief that this was some kind of foreplay game I turned to Joe and said, "This sounds like fun but when does it expire?"

He smiled and said, "It doesn't." Then he instructed me to neal before him so he could explain a couple of things to me. I walked over, nealed before him on my knees, squatting to rest my butt on the calves of my legs. He began to talk.

"I am a member of an organization that believes women are here to serve man's needs, without restriction or reservation, in every way. That includes sexually, of course. It is our belief that women, not all women, want and need to be subservient and enjoy the lifestyle. By signing this Contract you will become one of those women. You will serve me, your Master, and all others, as I direct. You will learn how to identify other Masters when you meet them, and you will be taught how to serve them upon request and not just in my presence.", he continued.

"You will be allowed to live a normal life with your husband, at your home, at your work place, and enjoy your friends and family almost as usual. Then, there will be times when you will be required to be with me and serve me and other Masters. There may be times you have to explain to those around you that there are circumstances in which you must have time away. This time away, of course, will be so you can make yourself available for your agreed to servitude. If you agree to the contract, you are entering a world you know nothing about. This highly erotic secret society that will take you places in your mind and physically that you have never dreamed of. You must ask yourself, do you have the courage and real desire expand your horizons and live life to it's fullest. If the answer to that question is yes, then sign the contract and we will begin."

With that he held out a pen for me. My heart was beating fast. I felt flushed. The wetness still building between my legs that were now pressed tightly together. I felt as though I needed a tissue between my legs. Afraid to do and unwilling to give in to my fear, I took the pen. What the heck, he couldn't be totally serious. After all, this had to be a game, and I was fully awake and found it exciting, to say the least.

I stood, walked into the bathroom, placed the contract on the counter top, signed my name, filled in the other information and walked back over to "my Master" and knelt before him and held out the contract and the pen.

It was with tremendous anxiety that I knelt before my Master who I had only met a couple of hours earlier as a result of a freak accident on the highway. He literally came to my rescue in the form of a wrecker driver. Now, here I am kneeling before him, paying my respect to him as the controller of my destiny. I had signed the contract he presented to me, turning over my body and mind for him to use as he so chose and for those other Masters of which the contract disclosed that would also have use of me as they chose. This was a fun game. But too, I was wondering what I had gotten myself into. My mind said, "This would never hold up in a court of law, so what was the real risk?" I was game. Let's play.

It is time I disclose to you that this man, calling himself "my Master," is a black man. He is 6'2" tall and weighs in a muscular 230 pounds. He is clean shaven on his face and he has chosen to shave his head as well. He is very dark. That alone made this a completely new and totally unique experience for me!

He was still in his chair in the corner of the bedroom, dressed in his silk robe. He took the contract from my hand, then the pen I used to sign with. He spoke, "Congratulations Peggy, you have chosen to open yourself to a new life. One that will enrich your emotions, your very existence, your sensitivities, your awareness of yourself and the appreciation of those you have chosen to serve." He stood and walked over to an upright chest. He opened one of the doors and took out a metal box. It had a combination lock built into it. He dialed the combination and then with a click opened the box. He first took out a gold anklet and then placed the folded signed contract inside the box. He then turned and walked back to me holding the anklet. I had heard and knew that when white women wore an anklet on their right ankle, it was a sign that they were available for black men to openly pursue and then to fuck. This wasn't new to me.

"Peggy," he said, "With this anklet that I will now place around right ankle, you will be recognized by all the members of the secret society of which I spoke earlier as a contracted servant. Note the charm that has the special symbol on it. Every where you go you are to wear this anklet and keep it in plain view for all to see." He then leaned over and placed the anklet around my right ankle and clasped it. He then took my hand and had me follow him to the mirror in the bathroom. He then instructed me to view the anklet. I looked down and saw a gold chain that just fit around my ankle, with the special symbol charm in the shape of a spade that was most likely made out of black onyx. It was attached so the bottom of the spade with the point aimed downward. The chain was short enough that the spade would be in plain view at all times unless I was wearing slacks.

Then Joe led me back into the bedroom and instructed me to kneel again. He showed me how I was to place myself on my knees, setting back with my buttocks on my calves, my hands behind me with my palms facing out. I was to keep my white breasts up high but my head tilted downward unless told to look at him. I was instructed to remember that this was position two and to remember that. He then went back to the upright chest and took out a one inch thick binder. It had a black cover with a spade on the front just like the one now hanging n my right ankle.

He spoke, "Peggy, this is your new life. You will read this and know it from front to back. You will be required to live your life the way it is described herein. You are to keep this and read it and study it and learn it. Failure to perform as instructed herein will bring harsh punishment to you. When you leave later you will take this with you and protect it at all cost. You will not disclose it to anyone. You will not talk to anyone about it. Now stand and I will show you position one." I stood.

He instructed me to stand with my hands in the same position, behind me with my palms out. To spread my legs so that my feet were a full two feet apart. I did as instructed, although my heels made me wonder how long I would last. I could feel the coolness of the air in the room as it passed over the hairs of my moist pussy. My breasts were to be held up, shoulders back, my head tilted forward unless told to look at him. I would remember this as position one. Then, on to position three.

Just as in position one, only bent ninety degrees at the waist, my arms and hands up and along side me and behind and with palms open. Position four had me bent further over, legs still spread wide and straight, now with my hands holding my ankles and my head tilted out so I was looking straight at the floor. Then on to position five. On my hands and knees with my head up and looking straight forward, my legs spread and my lower legs and feet straight out not together. My back arched with my ass tilted up. Need I mention I was fully exposed and fully flushed from excitement and embarrassment.

Position six had me flat of my belly with my hands along my side, palms up, legs straight and spread, head upward with my chin flat on the floor, back arched with my ass up. Position seven had me flat of my back, arms along my sides, palms up, legs straight and spread. Position eight was the same as seven except with my legs straight up in the air and spread. My mind wondered if this was really a game or if this black man was totally serious! Most men would have been humping me by this time. After all, my pussy was totally and completely exposed, making my cunt completely available.

There I was. Fully exposed with absolutely with nothing left to the imagination. My wet pussy spread for Joe to see. I was sure it was glistening in the light from being so wet. I could feel my pussy lips part as I raised my legs and spread them. I could feel his glaring stare. Then on to position nine. "Bring your legs back so your knees touch you, keeping your legs straight, hold them with your hands tight against your breasts and shoulders, spread them wider," he demanded.

I was breathing heavy from just the anxiety! I only thought I was exposed before! Now even my ass was spread and open for him to see. Then, he told me when I received instruction, I was to take a exact position I had been instructed on, and stay in that position until told to take another one, even if "the master" left the room. I was to stay as instructed, without moving, until he returned. It would be to my personal benefit to always do as told, especially with regard to positions.

With that, Joe left the bedroom. I could hear him walking down the stairs. Position nine had me more exposed than any of the other positions, and was the most demanding to stay in. I strained to hold my legs tight against my breasts and shoulders and wide apart. My ass turned up ever so slightly off the carpeted floor. It seemed like forever but finally I heard him coming back up the stairs.

"Very good, Peggy.", he said. "You learn quickly and you are behaving quite well." Then he touched me. I jumped from the unexpected touch. This was the first time he had touched me in any way, and he had touched me "there." No, not on my pussy but with his middle finger pointedly against my rectum! I managed to stay in position but he could tell I was startled. I froze. I waited to see just what was going to happen. I could feel the pressure of his middle finger against my asshole. I then realized he had lubricated his finger prior to touching me. I tried to control my anxiety and tried to relax my sphincter muscles. I could feel the pressure, and slowly his large black middle finger entered my white ass, right there. And, moving his larger finger, he kept entering me, over and over.

His finger must have been at least four or more inches long! I felt every part of it. Finally, I could feel his fist against my buttocks telling me that all of his finger was now in me, in my ass! Good grief, what had I gotten myself into? Then he began massaging the inside walls of my rectum without withdrawing his finger! I had never known such a feeling! In the beginning, I thought I would die from embarassment, then the poop feeling redirected my thoughts. And now, he was really giving me some very erotic sensations by turning his hand to allow a full revolution of his finger as it massaged me deep inside, first in one direction and then back the other direction, and back again!

I was unable to hold my excitement and the feeling that was building deep inside me. My pussy gushed with wetness. My pelvis rocked back and forth. I moaned. Then, I grunted. Then, I came hard and long with a deep groan.

I lay there, flat on my back, my legs pressed firmly against my heaving breasts. My breathing fast and deep. I felt my face flush. My pussy wet and glistening in the light and cool air. Without warning, he withdrew his large, long very black finger from deep inside my ass. The lubricant leaving a coolness inside my otherwise heated, most private and sensitive orifice. Embarrassed for my wanton orgasmic release and excited about my willing abandon of all my inhibitions, I lay there not knowing what was next.

"Position 5", he demanded. I searched my memory, which was difficult to do under my present state of mind. I thought back at the recent events. Trying to put them in order. I let go of my legs, rolled over and placed myself on my hands and knees, spreading my legs wide and holding my ass upward and outward. "Very good," he said. "You learn fast for an inexperienced white woman, Peggy."

He moved behind me. I caught a glimpse of his silk robe as it fell to the floor. I had yet to see him naked. I soon felt what I had not yet seen! First, the pressure between my wet spread pussy lips told me what was coming! A warm large bulbous weapon of a huge black cock. Slowly it pressed with more pressure until it began to pry my white pussy open. I could feel every part of the huge black cock head as it slowly entered me. I could feel my pussy stretch to it's fullest and then tighten around the head as it moved further inside. Then, the black shaft rubbing it's way past my wet, pink pussy lips, drying them as it moved in further and further. I noticed I wasn't breathing and took a short deep breath and held it. Deeper inside me it slid. I had never felt anything like it! Like all prim and proper married white ladies, I had heard stories about black men and the side of their cocks. This surpassed anything I had ever imagined! No toy and certainly not my husband ever filled me or stretched me this way. I had a feeling of complete fullness. But, it still entered me deeper! My eyes were closed.

My hands clenched the carpet and I strained against the push, the thrust, of this oversize black ram entering me. I began to wonder if it was really his cock. How big could it possibly be? Just as I knew there was no more room inside me I could feel his thighs touch my buttocks. Then, he pressed hard against me placing the final inch of his cock deep against my inner womb and into my cervix! I had never been touched there before. Again, I took a quick deep breath.

Then, he began his withdrawal. Equally, he pulled out as slowly as he had gone in. I was thankful for that! He would have killed me, even with my juices, had he just rammed it in. Again, I felt every bit of his shaft on it's way out just as much as I did on it's way in. My pussy stretched tight around his now hot big black cock. I felt the head ridge as it exited me. Then he was fully out. I breathed again.

Without warning, he said, "Like all white women, you like the feeling of a big black cock, don't you, Peggy?" I nodded yes. With that, his hand slapped my ass, and I mean slapped it hard! It really hurt! Then he said to me, "Peggy, remember what I am about to tell you! White men have white cocks. Black men have big black dicks! You'll never, ever refer to a black man's dick as a cock! Do you hear me?" I again nodded yes, trying to hold back my tears!

Then he was back against me. This time with more thrust and a faster entry. In a blink, he was fully inside me again. Then, he was back out fully again. He repeated this over and over, I came, then I came again. He began then to thrust in and out of me without pulling all the way out. I began now to realize I had not bothered nor had he to use any protection and I didn't care. I wanted this big black dick inside me. I wanted his hot black seeds to fill me... the consequences be damned. I came again just thinking about it. My pussy now dripping and wetting his black dick with every thrust. His cum ran down both of my legs and over his ball sack dripping onto the carpet as he fucked me. One cum didn't even slow him down!

I felt his shaft grow harder, bigger, hotter as he plunged in and out of me. I could feel my insides agitating from the battering, the plunging, as he went in, the suction from his withdrawing. Faster and faster he moved. I came again. Then, with a deep groan, I felt his hot semen flood my deepest void, my cervix. I new then if I could conceive I would, at this very moment. For what seemed like minutes, his big black dick filed me. I literally had my knees lifted off the floor suspended on his dick, my hands holding firmly onto the carpet. His large black hands holding me around my waist. Slowly he placed me back down on the floor. My knees touching ever so gently. He began his slow withdrawal. His semen filling every crevice of my inner sanctum as he withdrew. His fluids joining my flooded vagina. Then, he was out and it was over! Whew! I knew I had been fucked. There was no doubt in my mind OR in my pink pussy!

"Turn and face me," He instructed. I did immediately. Then, I saw it. A full throbbing black shaft still standing straight and hard, glistening with a mixture of my fluids and his. My face within inches of this shimmering tool I could smell us both. In a firm voice he said, "Your place now is to clean me completely using your tongue and mouth." I moved closer, his cum still oozing out, I opened my mouth and let my lips touch the head of his shaft. I could taste us both. I could feel the semen inside my mouth. I began to lick the bottom of the huge black head, and then spread my mouth wide and took as much of it inside my mouth as I could. He was bigger than huge. I had never imagined anything like this.

I then slid back off his shaft and began to lick and suck on him as I moved up and down his black dick, first on one side, then the other, and then on top and then below. Letting my face work as a guide to hold him while I licked up and down on the long black dick, which was still hard as steel. I worked at cleaning him as I licked and sucked every morsel of our wetness from his shaft, leaving it glistening in the light only from my saliva.

"Very good," He said. Now you are to dress yourself just as you were when you arrived, only this time you will be wearing your permanent anklet. You are not to clean your ass or before leaving. I will now take you home in your present condition. You will be in this condition every time you are used by either me or one of the other black men in the society. He then left the room, entered the bathroom, closed the door and I could hear the shower running. I found my dress and slid it over my sweaty and cum covered legs. Still wearing my black high heels, I then found my way down stairs. I stood in the middle of the living room and waited. He came down shortly, fully dressed and groomed. He opened the front door and instructed me to walk directly to the wrecker and get inside. He soon followed. I set there in the cab of the truck thinking back over the past few hours. How could this have happened and how could I be enjoying it so much? Will it keep happening?

Finally he spoke. "Peggy, even though you are married and have an unknowing husband, you will be contacted either by me or by another black master in the next day or so. Handle it so it isn't a problem, if necessary. We have an event planned for this Saturday night. You will attend. Before you object, I must tell you, you will find a way to be there. There will be no excuses."

I didn't have to answer. I knew I would find a way to be there. I was not going to miss this. I was hooked, so to speak. As ashamed and embarrassed as I was, I was determined to let this happen. After all, I did sign a contract, didn't I?

He drove up to my house, instructed me to get out. I did, without a good bye, and without anything being said. I knew I had been used and hoped I would be again. Soon! That was the best fuck and the wildest night of sex I had ever known! He drove off before I even got to the front door. I used my key, opened the door to my home and entered, knowing my life had been changed forever.

Without cleaning myself, without brushing my teeth, without showering, only sliding my still damp dress off and finally shedding my black high heels, I found my bed and slid in, thinking if my husband were there, this would be an interesting night. As I lay there in a state of recovery, and trying to slow my thoughts about the events of the late afternoon and evening, I couldn't help but wonder what the future holds. Mostly from exhaustion I finally was able to drift off to sleep.

I expect it was my state of mind when I went to sleep that caused me to startle myself to consciousness around 7:00 AM. The first thing that crossed my mind was a memory of what had been told to me the night before. I would always prepare myself for use. I remembered then it was in the contract I had signed. "The Contract," I thought. Then, it all began coming back to me! I set up in bed, looked around my beautiful bedroom, thinking how good I had it here with my home and my husband. What was I doing? Then, I remembered the anklet. It was sure enough there. So, I couldn't have dreamed any of this. I knew one thing I had to do. I got out of bed, went straight to the shower and washed every part of me, inside and out. It wasn't that I wanted to get rid of anything, but instead I wanted to be fresh and prepared just in case. I had this feeling that I should. I did my hair and make up with extra special care. I had shaved my legs and feeling my tender pussy as I moved. I rubbed moisturizer everywhere.

As I entered my walk-in closet and began to look at my wardrobe, my selection was to be different than ever before. What should I wear? I chose another summer dress. A little shorter than the one I wore yesterday. It was white, mid thigh in length, belted at the waist, cut just low enough to show some cleavage, and being so short, my legs would certainly allow the anklet to show. The pattern actually had some black swirls that looked good with the onyx spade dangling on my right leg. I chose high heels that were made of black patten leather with a white heel, sort of a classic oxford look. I would wear no panties or bra.

Remembering that this was Friday, I had an easy work schedule. Most of the clients I would call on today would actually be out of their office playing golf. Oh, I forgot to tell you, I am a rep for an insurance claims processing company. As I stood in front of the mirror, I thought what a shame most of my clients would be out today. They would miss seeing me at my best.

Hoping I wasn't just living a dream, I knew I was going to be approached, contacted or called on in some way by a black man today. Could the anklet be all that noticeable? I chose to just go on with my routine, doing what I normally do, and wait to see what happened next. I didn't have to wait long.

I left the house, driving my husbands Mercedes. I made shopping stops before 10:00 AM. I needed to put gas in the car. I pulled into a station just on the edge of downtown off one of the major highways. As I got out of the car, every eye around stopped and stared at me. I knew with the dress I had selected, and the way you could just see through me, I was a sight to see. I proceeded to start the gas pump and waited.

A black Mercedes sedan pulled up on the other side of the gas pump. I payed little attention. My mind was thinking about my freshly fucked pussy and how uncomfortable I was. The pump clicked to indicate the tank was full. I turned and walked to the back of the car and proceeded to take the nozzle out and place it in the holder. Suddenly, I found myself being stared at by a very large black man.

At first I was startled and then I noticed he was looking directly at my legs and the anklet. Not knowing what to do next. I stood there. Then he spoke. "I am Max and you?"

I thought, what am I to say? Then, I remembered. "I am known as Peggy, sir," I responded.

"There is a coffee shop just up on the right. Meet me there," he demanded.

I got back in my car and thought, "Can I do this?" I soon found myself pulling into the parking lot next to a coffee shop, noting the black Mercedes pulling in next to me. I waited a moment only to see not one, not two but three very large black men exit the car and enter the coffee shop. I took a moment to gain my composure. I looked in the mirror to make sure I was all there. I took a deep breath, and then got out and walked into the coffee shop. The three men were seated at a table over in the far corner of the café. The place was mostly empty. I walked over and stood before them. "Please have a seat, Peggy," Max instructed.

The three black men didn't bother to stand or to move a chair for me. They only stared at me. Max instructing me to have a seat. I pulled the chair from the table and gently lowered myself onto it. I was doing as instructed. I was doing what Joe had instructed me to do if approached by a black man, an obvious member of the society. I had no idea it would be today, here, right now, this soon after last night!

Was this just coincidence or was the world out there full of black society members that until last night I had no idea even existed? Holding my small clutch with both hands in my lap, I set and waited. Max spoke first. "This is Doug and Charles," he informed me. I nodded my head at both and then returned my eyes to look at the table in front of me and waited.

"I haven't had the pleasure of meeting you before, but my luck had us crossing paths today," he said. Again I nodded. "Please tell us Peggy, who gave you the anklet?" he questioned. I responded with an explanation, "I met Mister Joe yesterday and he introduced me to the society contract, which I signed last night." He then turned to Doug and asked him to contact Joe.

I was startled thinking I had done something wrong. Would this offend Joe I wondered. Doug took out his mobile phone and within a moment said, "My brother, Doug here. Max and Charles and I are over at Dot's with Mrs Peggy. I understand you trained her."

"Yeah, I agree, 100%!" he went on. "I think we will. Just wanted to let you know and, of course, make sure the world is real, you know what I mean." he finished. "Catch you later and yeah, will get back with you on all that, brother", he said. After he closed his phone he nodded to both Charles and Max.

Max then turned to me and said, "Mrs Peggy, we have a place a couple of blocks from here. My men here and I have a few things we have to take care of today but we will be finished around 2:00 PM. I am going to give you the address and the apartment number. We will expect you to make yourself available at 2PM, promptly." I nodded my approval. He then said, "You got a pen and paper?" Again, I nodded and opened my clutch and took out a pen and a small note pad that I kept. "804 Michigan, number 302, at 2:00 PM," he said.

I wrote it down and put it back in my clutch. The men then stood and walked away, out the door and into the Mercedes. I sat there for a few moments in a daze as to what had just happened. I basically had agreed to meet 3 total strangers, all black men, at a downtown apartment at 2:00 PM on Friday afternoon for what I knew was going to be sex with all of them. And, I agreed to do it! Taking note of my physical and mental condition, my heart was racing. I was flushed. My pussy was wet and probably my dress which most likely would be apparent when I stood to leave. I reached and felt the anklet when my phone rang. I looked down, not recognizing the number, I answered it with a simple, "Hello."

"Hello Peggy, Joe here. Are Doug, Charlesand Max still there with you?", he asked.

"No, but I am to meet them at 2:00 PM," I answered.

"If that is what they instructed you to do then you are to do exactly that," he replied.

"So, I did good?" I asked.

"You are doing great, exactly as I instructed. You will be rewarded. "I have to go now. I will get a full report from the boys. You just do as you are told and it will be good." And, with that, he was gone. I would be rewarded how, I thought. My husband is scheduled in around 7:30 PM. I am supposed to pick him up at the airport. I was sure he would want to have sex with me as soon as we got home. What kind of shape would I be in and would I have time to prepare myself for him? The anxiety was building. I still had a few stops to make in the area. Could I do them? I drove to my next stop.

I made my three stops and noticed it is now 1:00 PM. I used my husband's GPS in his Mercedes. I entered the address and followed the voice commands to the apartment complex. There were no entry gates so I drove around until I found the building that matched the apartment number. Still more than 30 minutes early, I decided to not stop and wait. I left the apartment complex and found a fast food place to go in and freshen up as much as I could. I walked into the restaurant and headed to the bathroom. I couldn't help but notice that I was the only white person in the place. All eyes were on me. I glanced over at the counter on the way in and noticed a tall black man behind the counter that appeared to be the manager. He was staring at me as well but with a more intense look in his eye. I, at first, thought he must think I am a hooker. Then, I realized, it was the anklet! Did he know what it was?

I quickly got in the restroom. I peed, and blotted myself. Remembering I had put lotion in my purse I took it out and squirted some on my fingers and rubbed my still wet pussy until it was well lubricated. All the time trying not to get too carried away. I was in a public place after all. I checked my makeup, washed my hands and quickly walked back through the restaurant, outside and into the car. All eyes followed me all the way to the car.

I arrived back at the apartment with only 5 minutes to spare. The complex was busy with young black women and kids, and the yard crews preparing the landscaping for the weekend. Taking only my small clutch, I left the car, locked it and walked toward the building. It had an exterior stairway leading to the 3rd floor. After walking up the first two flights, I turned to check and see if I could find the car the men were in earlier. Sure enough, it was there. I made the final stairway noticing that my dress had ridden up almost to my ass cheeks by now. I pulled it back down, but was sure anyone watching from below got a good show. Just before knocking on the door I turned to look back just to make sure I knew where I was and where the car was. I couldn't help but notice the yard crews had stopped their work and was watching me. I quickly turned back and knocked on the door.

Within a few seconds the door opened. I stepped inside to find not only the three men I had met earlier but two more as well. The man that had been introduced to me as Doug had opened the door for me. He took me by the hand and walked me over into the middle of the living room. The furniture was well used but clean as was the rest of the place. There were two new black guys setting on the sofa. Max was standing at the breakfast bar on his mobile phone. Charles was in a chair to the side of the room. Doug took my clutch and walked over and placed it on the bar. "You won't be needing this for a while.", he said as he took it from my hand. I was now standing in the middle of the room and remembered I was to always present myself in the proper way!

I placed my hands to my sides, palms out, spread my legs a full 18 inches apart and waited for further instructions. My cotton dress now allowed the men on the sofa to see through it between my legs. My nipples had grown hard and were pushing against the tightness of the fabric that covered them. My breathing was short and fast. I could feel the wetness between my legs with the cool air now circulating there. My mind was asking me again just what the hell was I doing there?!

The comments from the men in the room were now in full chorus. "Damn man, this is a fine piece of white ass, and would you look at that ring! She is married too!"

One of the new black men said, "She obviously needs some good fuckin!"

"She's gonna get a good fuckin' if I have anything to say about it," said another. Max got off the phone and walked over to me. He was facing me and just to my right side. He reached between my legs with his right hand and raised the him of my skirt as he reached my open pussy lips with his big strong thick fingers. I felt him insert his middle finger into my wet pussy. I took a quick short breath but held my position. He squeezed my crotch with his one hand with his finger still in me. I felt as though he could lift me off the floor with his one hand if he wanted to. With his other hand he reached behind me and undid one button at the top of my dress and then unzipped it all the way down past my ass crack. He pulled his finger out of my throbbing pussy and used both hands to pull the dress off my shoulders and down over my body. I stepped out of it. Now fully naked except for my high heels, my freshly washed pussy as naked as it could ever be, totally exposed to the five black strangers in the room.

This all caused more comments. Degrading in nature but exciting in reality. I wanted to be their slut. I wanted them to use me. To make me do things I would never have thought of before. To own me. To use me up entirely. I was ready for it all....or so I thought. There I was, almost frozen, and already the black men were starting to undress, all ready for their turn!

To be continued....

A few months back she met up with a really good looking and hung bull in one of the cities that she travels to for business. She played with him on a few trips and was in his control instantly. About a month ago when she met with him he brought along a couple of his friends. She performed as a great slut taking his friends and the lead bull sucking and fucking them until all were happy.

A while after they left, one of the new bulls called her and wanted her to meet him at a local bar. When she walked into the crowded bar she found him right away and planted a wet kiss on him. She said there was a lot of IR activity going on in the bar. She stood at the bar grinding her ass into his crotch while he openly played with her big tits. She made no attempt to hide or be discrete about him cupping her boobs and pinching her nipples in public. He even reached inside her blouse to play with her bare tit. He ended up spending the night with her fucking her well fucked pussy several more times.

He called her a couple of weeks later and said that he was going to be in our city and he wanted to not only see her but also share her. I don't know how the other cucks feel but I love it when she is shared. It shows first that they are proud of her and want others to see how good she is and from her perspective it is really submissive and slutty to be told to do a stranger and do it without hesitation.

She met him at his hotel bar and they started kissing right away. He then introduced her to his friend and she turned and kissed him passionately while he grabbed her ass. In a few minutes the three of them were on the elevator heading to his room. She was sandwiched between the two bulls on the elevator like an oreo. The new guy reached under her skirt and discovered she was not wearing any panties over her bare pussy. They lifted her skirt and started playing with her pussy and ass on the elevator.

Once they got to his room she was directed to suck the new guy's cock. She said it was hot having the bull tell her what to do to his friend. After sucking him for a while the other guy undressed and moved in behind her to start fucking her from behind while she sucked his friend.

Here comes the good part. Even though she has been fucking black men for 14 years, she had always been adamant that she did not do anal. These bulls did not ask permission. He took his hard wet cock from her pussy and forced it into her tight virgin ass. She took it like a champ and over the night both guys took turns opening up her third slut hole. I just love her attitude now. She knows it is now available and she even said the main bull that started all the sharing would be proud of her and look forward to using her ass.

I love the way she continues to be sluttier and sluttier.

Robin was crying and sobbing like she was in some kind of pain but as I stood there she wrapped her legs around Eldon's old shriveled hips and started pumping against him. The old man looked at me and smiled and said "I'm right up where the babies come from". He started a very slow deliberate fucking motion and Rob started moaning and groaning again. I heard her say "O fuck I'm cumming" and next she started wailing like a banshee as she got off. I got down on my knees behind him and was shocked to see him buried to the balls inside my wife's pussy. His balls were so large they blocked the view and I could only see her overloaded cunt when he pulled back before driving forward. His old nut sack was tight and his balls looked like they were throbbing. At this point Rob started getting off almost nonstop it seemed and Eldon told her he was getting very close. I stood back up and looking over his shoulder I saw Rob's eyes were tightly shut, her face contorted as she got off again and again. She didn't beg him to cum inside her with her voice but her body urged him on fucking back into him and milking his cock from the inside.

The old man was panting when he said he was going to cum and I slipped back down behind him. His nuts had now tightened up and no longer hung down at all. They were hard as rocks and about the size of duck eggs and looked bolted to the bottom of my wife's pussy when I heard him gasp and they started to jump and contort with each hot wad of sperm he hosed off inside her. Robin was almost screaming and Eldon was grunting and groaning like he was in pain. His balls would throb, Rob would moan and the 2 of them would press into each other until everything just slowed to a stop. I heard him tell Rob to just hold still for a few minutes "till they got unstuck".

I watched his cock start to deflate until at last he pulled back and if came out with a wet plop. Not much cum oozed out at first but my wife's pussy hole was left wide open and gaping. I remember thinking to myself her cunt looked wrecked and when she sat up streams of Eldon's cum flowed out of her and splattered on the bed and floor. I helped her to her feet and then to get dressed. Eldon told her he'd like to do it again sometime and Robin told him maybe. Then we said goodbye.

Robin was sore and exhausted on the ride home and slept most of the way. She was too sore for sex the next day and the day after but on the third day we fucked and her pussy was so loose I could barely feel it. Over the next few days she got closer to her old self, she was talking about playing with Eldon again. After all he was not a threat, had a giant dick, and old enough to not be shooting live loads, or at least that's what she thought at the time. 3 weeks later we found out different.

James mounted my wife and slid his cock all the way inside her with one plunge. Robin responded to his cock with a deep moan and started humping into him. Meanwhile Eldon started groping her tits and whispering things into her ear. Watching the 2 old men using my wife this way was erotic in a very strange way. Robin was really heating up and it was such a turn on but also it seemed so out of place. Young blonde, being totally used by the 2 old men. After only a few dozen strokes James started croaking he was going to cum and Eldon told him to get it all as deep up in her as he could. My wife started getting off with him and I saw her mash her hips into him as he grunted and got off inside her. His old swollen balls contracted and jumped as he spurted off inside my wife poking deep and holding it inside her. At this point I had my pants off and was working my own cock with my hand. Watching the old relic get off inside my wife. I wondered how much an old man like this could really cum anyway. He croaked and panted then just came to a stop. He stayed on her only long enough to catch his breath back then slipped out of her and off. Her pussy looked well fucked and a small ooze of his sperm ebbed from her. I was thinking about adding my own juice to her cunt when Eldon mounted my wife and I heard him say "It's my turn now little blondie".

I'd sat and watched without saying a word. I didn't want to look like some cuckold asshole so turned on by watching his wife get it. To be honest I'd never really expected things to go this far. I'd just figured because of his age he'd have dick problems and would probably end up feeling my wife for a while then she'd come down with a headache or something and we'd just go home. Instead Robin was panting and squirming underneath Eldon and I was just about to see my wife ravished by what had to be the biggest cock she'd ever tried to take. At this point I found myself having to get in closer, I needed to see it happen and I moved in right behind the old guy's ass and sat on the floor.

Eldon had his cock in his hand and was starting to rub it between my wife's cunt slit. As he did I saw the hot thick wad James had left inside her begin to run out and Eldon played in it lubing up his dick. Then he put the head of his cock inside her folds and started to push. The head went in easy up to a couple of inches but then the girth slowed progress. Rob's cunt lips were pulled open wide around his cock and for a few shallow strokes he seemed stuck there. She was making noises but holding still under him, acting like she wanted more but was afraid to take it. Eldon's ass was gaunt and I realized he was pushing very hard keeping constant pressure forward. Slowly I watched another inch make it in and Robin began to grunt and lightly mew. She wanted it but was afraid at the same time. Another inch slipped into her and she made a noise like she was in pain then another inch or so. I couldn't really tell if she wanted him to stop as now she was just making weird noises, grunts, and whimpers. Eldon kept the pressure on and just kept telling my wife she was gonna love his big dick like no other after he got it all in.

He wasn't even in halfway when he pulled out an inch or so and slammed back in. He started hard fucking her pulling out little and driving back in hard. Rob started to yelp and moan and she just got louder and louder. So loud I was worried someone from downstairs was going to come up and make sure everything was alright. It was erotic to watch and I couldn't take my eyes off their sex. His giant hard black cock splitting my wife's white pussy wide open. The sounds and musky smells. It took a good 10 minutes but slowly he began to fuck into her and pull out. Her cunt lips wrapped so tightly around his black shaft it looked like he was turning her womanhood almost inside out. At that point Rob started to get off. She began screaming and humping back meeting the old man's thrusts and just like that he began to get deeper. It looked like every time she'd start to cum Eldon was able to push a couple more inches deeper inside. He had a hold of my wife's hips and was driving in harder now.

I stood up and looked over his shoulder and realized he barely had half his cock inside her. It looked like he'd bottomed out but he kept pushing. I remember thinking he'd gotten in as far as he was going to be able but then he really started to slam. Robin was almost frantic between cumming and telling him she couldn't take anymore but I heard him tell her "You got lots more room little blondie......... we just got to push it in a little deeper".

(End of Part 2)

John and I had agreed to take our teenage daughter on a holiday if she obtained straight 'a's on her progress card.

She did, so John booked a holiday - to Jamaica.

Our room was a bedroom suite, and Coleen had agreed to sleep in the living room on a roll-out. It was really nice, and the first day we did nothing but be lazy around the pool. At dinner that night, we had a really black waiter. He was mid twenties, friendly, chatty, and clearly liked our daughter. Towards the end of dinner, she asked him, Tomas,  where we could listen to a live reggae band; and he offered to take us to a nearby club that evening. He said it was close, and safe, and we all agreed to go.

When we got there, we were the only white people, but the music was great, and it felt really safe.

John even danced with the both of us a few times! He had a few beers, I was drinking rum punches, and Coleen had a few 'virgin' drinks.

Tomas and Coleen danced several times, and Joshua, Tomas's friend asked me to dance a couple times too. The dancing was fun, close, but respectable. Joshua caressed my bum a couple times, but it kind of went with the scene. As it got late, Tomas and Joshua offered to walk us back to our hotel... it was pitch black outside... On the way, Tomas offered to take Coleen on his motercycle to some waterfalls the next day. It sounded really nice, but John said no.  She could not go alone. Joshua offered to borrow his brother's bike, and take two of us... John initally said no, but when I said I'd go too, he relented.

The next day the guys picked us up in the early morning. It was already really hot, and I, and Coleen wore t'shirts and shorts with our runners. About 30 minutes into the ride up this dusty road, the guys stopped on the side of the road for drinks. Tomas produced a fairly large joint and proceeded to light it.  Coleen had a few drags, and I felt I could not be a sourpuss, so I did too.

As we got back on the bikes, Joshua took off his T'shirt. I don't know if it was the ganga, or me, or what, but I loved having my hands around this athletic Jamaican. I found myself not just holding on, but caressing his abs as well. Even, as we went over bumps, I could feel something rub the bottom of my fingers; I didn't think about it, then I realized it was his penis sticking out the top of his shorts!  That made me perspire, and I even caught myself copping a feel a couple times...

By the time we got to the river... it was really more of a creek, it was really hot, and we were covered in dust.

We stopped just down from the falls at a big pool, and Tomas suggested a swim. Of course it was a great idea, but I didn't expect he and Joshua to strip naked, and jump in! Coleen looked at me, shrugged, and stripped too. What the hell I thought,  I'll never see these guys again, so I did too. I did feel a bit old, it was the first time in years I'd seen my daughter naked, and I was caught by suprise to see she shaved herself completely. Me, I have a full crotch of hair. I was also surprised by how well-endowed the two guys were, my husband is pretty normal by the way, but he paled compared to both these guys.

We paddled around, Tomas lit another spliff... it was a beautiful spot. The falls were only, 20 or 30 feet, more like rapids, but really nice.

Joshua offered to walk me up to the falls, and to show me the cave underneath. It was rocky, but he held my hand and helped me.  There I was, walking along a riverbed, naked, holding hands with a black man I had only just met! When we got there, we stopped to admire the spray from underneath,  he stood behind me, and put his hands around me, and caressed my stomach, much like I had done to him. I liked it, he could tell, and his hands were soon on my breasts. It must have been the ganga... I have never kissed another man but my husband, but I turned around and kissed him. He kissed back, gently, slowly, but soon there was passion in the kiss. I cannot even remember kissing John that passionately for years. My hands caressed him, and somehow I had his penis in one hand, and his testicles in the other. Ohhh such testicles, they were, I swear, like two large lemons. I just got off on caressing and caressing. He was kissing and nibbling my breasts, and kissing, It was like a new world, my husband, my daughter.... all thoughts and cares were gone, It was Joshua and his magnificent member.I must have been pretty stoned, fondling him like that, and not going any further, he must have thought I was weird.

I don't know how long it was, but I realized the spray was making us cold. Joshua took my hand and we started to walk back.

As we got out of the spray, I could see the pool where Coleen and Tomas were, but I could not see them.... then I saw a black naked bum rise into the air, and thrust down.... OMG he was fucking Coleen!

Joshua saw it too, and said... 'they must be enjoying themselves'  By the time we got there, Tomas was in the water, and Coleen had her clothes on. She was really flushed. I noticed her panties and her bra were still on the ground! Joshua suggested a picnic, but I said we should go back to the resort. Tomas got out of the cool water, but he still had an erection that stuck out practically straight from his body. It must have been 8 or 9 inches!  He just walked over, unabashed, and put on his shorts.

As we walked to the bikes, I noticed Coleen had a huge wet spot in her shorts... I just knew he had come inside her. 

When we got back, Coleen wanted to go to the beach with Tomas, But I said no. As we walked back to the room, The guys left, and we walked back to our room. I looked at Coleens' shorts, the wet spot was awfully red. I put my arm around her and asked if she was ok... she said 'I feel absolutely wonderful! I said 'you have the first shower'. She hugged me and said 'OK mum'.

That night was pretty quiet, John told us that he'd hung around the pool, and that he'd met a couple guys that wanted to go golfing  tomorrow. Coleen seemed really happy with that too.

That night John and I made love. It was mostly for him, I found it unfulfilling, and I seemed kind of uninterested, which is not like me.

The next day we were at the poolside for an hour, and Joshua and Tomas showed up. Both had to work that night, but could stay for a while. Tomas and Coleen decided to go for a walk on the beach. They were going to walk up to a restaurant for lunch.

Joshua stayed with me, but it wasn't long before I blurted out 'Do you want to come up to my room with me?'  We were about halfway across the grass and he took my hand. In rectrospect, I guess he was marking me for the other employees as his....

When the door closed behind us, he turned me around and kissed me again. His kiss was so soft and caring, Very gently his tongue opened my lips, and soon we were hot at kissing.

He lowed the shoulder straps on my bikini, and I took off my top. He flipped off his shirt, and I had my hands all over that beautiful black body.  Then we were both naked on the bed. He kissed and caressed and sucked my breasts until they were on fire. I didn't even get to touch that incredible penis ... he was between my legs and with one hand he was sliding his penis up and down my pussy. It was maddening, but despite my thrusting at him, he took his time. Then the tip entered me. It was so fulfilling it was life changing. It was so big, so hot, I was just burning up with passion. Then he started thrusting into me, slow and short ones. It took me too a new plateau, then he was all the way in; Oh god it felt soo good. I looked down, and realized there was still inches to go! Then he started a circular grinding with that beautiful black dick; I could feel my cervix respond, and then he was inside there too. I was stuffed, and uncomfortable, even painful, but it felt so good, and his short gentle thrustings just pushed him in deeper. Then his thrusts got more urgent, I felt him tense, and then he erupted inside me. It was like a fire hydrant going off! He kept thrusting and thrusting.... he was pumping and pushing his seed deep within me. Something happened in my psyche, and I kind of melted, I just gave my soul to him. I was his. I was shaking all over.

Then he withdrew, and with my ankles still over his shoulders, he used his thumbs to massage my clitoris. He was slow, and deliberate, and I roared into another orgasm, panting and still shaking. Then he got up and went into the shower.

He came back, got dressed, and asked "can I see you at midnight when I finish work ?"

I smiled weakly and said Yes.

Next: Mother and Daughter.

Carol

I was sitting in my meeting and necessarily had my cell phone on vibrate. At 3:06 I noticed a missed call from my wife Rose. Unfortunately, it was not the time nor place to check my voice mail, so I sat anxiously until we dismissed at 4:00.

Some background...Rose has a wonderful black lover and she arranged to meet him in the city where my meeting was at. Since she wanted to have lunch with him and maybe do some shopping, we arranged to meet at a local mall at 12 30. Rose wore a beautiful turtle neck wool dress, short but classy, with brown boots. When we pulled in, we saw his car and soon, him coming out to meet us. When Rose saw him, she walked quickly into his arms which started my day of thrills. After a couple of pictures of them with my digital camera I put the camera in her bag (along with the video camera), kissed her goodbye and told her to have a great time.

This gave me time to shop myself before my meeting. Needless to say, it was a nerve wracking time trying to concentrate on shopping and my upcoming meeting while my beautiful wife was with her lover/friend. For those experienced in this scene, they will understand those feelings.

When I was finally able to escape my meeting, the first thing I did was listen to her voice mail. "Hi Baby, we had a wonderful lunch at the place we talked about and then did some shopping for his Christmas present at that new cologne shop. Yes, we received a lot of looks from some white ladies at lunch. We are now at the Hilton Inn by the shopping center, Bill is getting a room and I will call when he drops me off at the shopping center so you can pick me up. Hope you had fun shopping and at your meeting. Love you." My heart started pounding, as I was not sure Rose would end up in a hotel room, but definitely hoped she would. In fact, I had suggested she have a couple of cosmopolitans at lunch as those normally relax her inhibitions.

It just so happened that the Hilton was right next door to my meeting. As I arrived there, I immediately saw his vehicle and parked beside it. I called Rose back, and received her voice mail so left a message that I was outside, and to call when she got ready to leave. I nervously awaited her phone call and the time soon became 4:30 when I saw them coming out of the door. Bill needed to get home, so we visited for just a minute and he assured me the lunch was great, but the dessert Rose provided was even better. She kissed him goodbye in the parking lot and joined me in the car, handing me the camera. There were three pictures on it, on of her sitting on the edge of the bed unzipping her boots, one of him licking her between the legs, and one of her legs spread with his juices leaking out. I asked Rose if she remembered the video too, and she assured me she had.

On the way home, Rose let me slip a finger inside her still wet and puffy lips. She told me they had a great time, especially with the three women at lunch staring at them. If I didn't mention it before, we do live in the south. Since I was not certain Rose would end up at a hotel with Bill, I asked how that happened. She told me that after lunch and the shopping (which she suggested) she simply told Bill that she had done what she wanted, now it was his turn. Obviously, he wanted to share a room. Rose told me that Bill had been the perfect lover, as usual, especially with his hands and tongue.

When we arrived home, I led Rose to our bedroom and undressed her. As she laid back on the bed, I spread her legs and could tell she had obviously been made love to. When I started to lick her and suck on her clitoris, she told me she was a little sore as Bill had used his tongue quite a bit on her. We made love, however cautiously and I mixed my juices with Bill's.

Later, I did get to see the video and it was spectacular. Rose sometimes has a problem letting go when with Bill as she is not totally sure making love outside marriage is the proper thing to do. Obviously, the two cosmopolitans and Bill's skills helped this time. The opening scene was of Rose in a black shelf bra and black panties with a red ribbon holding them on. Since she did not wear these down to meet him, it was obvious she had planned ahead and put these in her bag.

Bill joined her in his tight shorts and soon they were in each others arms, kissing and touching for quite a while. His hands moved to her buttocks, caressing them while she reached inside his shorts. Rose pulled his shorts down and began to lick his penis and I could see her head bobbing up and down giving the pleasure only she can give. Bill's fingers slipped inside her panties caressing her lips.

After Bill untied her panties and let them fall aside, she moved over him, sliding up so she was perched over his face with her legs open. I watched as her hands grabbed the headboard and his hands caressed her butt and then moved to her breasts. Rose began moving back and forth on his tongue as he reached behind and slipped a finger inside her. She grabbed his head pulling it into her harder, whispering how good his tongue felt and what a great lover he was. Soon, she was moving faster and grabbing the headboard harder until she screamed out in pleasure, reaching her first orgasm.

Bill moved her on her back, placing a pillow under her head and continued to lick her. Soon her moans again filled the room with her hips bucking into his face, her hands pulling his face into her harder until I heard that familiar sound of her second orgasm. Not quitting, Bill continued licking and sucking her until she once again orgasmed, this time her legs shot straight out and her toes curled upwards, a sure sign of a deep orgasm.

My timing could not have been better. On the video, I could hear her phone ring which was my call to her shortly after 4:00. Getting up from bed, she told Bill that it was me, and how it was neat to be in a room with her naked lover when I called. While she was checking the phone, Bill removed his shorts and was waiting for her. He pulled her down on the bed and began kissing her as she opened her legs to him. Rose's knees came up, spreading herself wide for him and I could see her white hand guiding him inside her.

For Rose, Bill is the perfect lover. He makes love to her with his hands and tongue, making sure she is satisfied before he satisfies himself. When he does enter her, she usually has him, like me, so wild and crazy he cums withing 3-4 minutes, like I do. This is what Rose wants, rather than be sore inside from extended love making. I could hear her moan as he slid completely inside her and reached to pull her legs up around his back. Soon they were pushing hard into each other in the magical dance called love making. Faster and faster he pushed into her and she into him.

As I heard her start moaning louder and louder, it was obvious her fourth orgasm was about to explode, which it did at the very same time he filled her with his juices and they lay there for a long time with him still inside her. I heard her say how much she loved his tongue and lovemaking and that they needed to see each other move often, hopefully once a month. That would be perfect with me too, it just so happens my meeting is once a month in the city we met him in.

As they separated, Bill grabbed the camera so he could take a picture of my beautiful wife spread open on the bed, his juices beginning to run out of her. I cherish that picture. You may ask why unprotected sex, but Bill is married with a child , has a very professional job, and like us, is not about to risk anything. Our relationship, both ways, is exclusive.

One request I have is to watch as they make love. Previously, I have watched them initially kiss and touch and taken pictures, but not the entire time. I understand why Rose is not 100% in favor of this as she also wants her privacy and it is much easier to be herself and let go without me there. She has agreed that next time, maybe I can stay while he licks her and enters her which is a start to my request. My desire is for her to be totally satisfied in this relationship, so if watching intitially is as far as it goes, I am well satisfied... after all, I will have a video.

I am going to ask Rose to add her comments, as I feel it is important other women understand sex with another man, particularly a black man of distinction.

About 20 minutes later, there they were, they walked up and introduced themselves (Sam and Jackson); they were on their way to a waterfront restaurant for lunch, and wanted me to join them... just lunch, and just social.... I said yes! It was a beautiful restaurant, we shared a bottle of wine, and the whole time they kept up a lighthearted banter about sex. By the end of lunch I had discussed more intimate details about men, women, positions, my personal likes and fetishes than even I knew about myself. Then Jackson stood up, said he just had to go, gave me a big squeeze of a hug, and left. Sam offered to to take me for a walk on the beach, so we walked down there, but it was so windy and cold that we decided not to. Then he said, I know what you'd like, "trust me" he said, we got in his car and drove to a different hotel. As we entered, he pointed to the lobby and said "enjoy the view for a few minutes" he went into another room.

When he came back, he had a woman with him. He said "Go with her, you are in good hands." She took me into a private room and said "your masseuse will be here in a few minutes, strip down and wrap yourself with a towel." Before I could even open my mouth, she said "Mr Williams is one of the owners of this salon, he has arranged a complimentary full treatment for you, enjoy." The masseuse was skilled, and it felt soooo good. When it was done, she took me to a room with a large private hot tub. And invited me to enjoy it. She left.

I took off my towel, and naked, climbed in the scented waters. Just a few minutes later Sam walks in. He is covered by a towel. He's got two glasses of wine. He hands both to me then strips and climbs in! He is tall and muscular, but when I saw him naked, I realized just how conditioned he was, and the package he had between his legs.... I just could not stop staring. "You like?" he asked as he slipped below the suds. He slides over close to me and takes one of the wine glasses. "A toast to our first kiss". Then he kisses me on the lips, soft and gentle, and lingering. Then he clinks my glass and takes a sip. He sets down his glass, reaches down and pulls one of my feet onto his lap. "Did they do your toes?... no... oh well, next time."

He then starts caressing my foot, then my leg, then my knee. My foot is in his lap, and I can feel his penis moving, and I realize my nipples are also hardening. He slips off the seat to a position between my legs, and puts his face between my breasts and blows a bunch of bubbles. I guess it was automatic, even though I was laughing, I was trying to stop him but I put my arms around his head, wine glass and all, and crushed him into me. Then his hands were on my breasts, and his lips were sucking on a nipple.... a very sensitive nipple... involuntarily I shivered all over. His lips strayed off my nipple, but his hands slipped behind me and pulled me forward so that my crotch was tight up against his stomach. Then his hands were under my bottom, and he lifted me slightly. His hands felt so big and strong. He slid up, and kissed me again, and I could feel his penis touching me, and then he slid me up and down, slowly rubbing me over his penis, making me feel the size and power of it. Then I felt the head of his penis probe, and then his hand guided it, and it entered me. His hands slid me up and down and up and down and then I realized he was fully in me, into places even my husband had never been to. He was so gentle, and slow and powerful... he'd lift me up then lower me onto that magnificent dick of his. He was sharing the power of it with me, I just hung onto him and let him have me, up and down, up and down, sooo deep, so fulfilling, then something happened to my body... it started as a shudder, and turned into a full body convulsion... it was an orgasm like I've never had before.

Then he pulled out of me, turned me over and entered me from behind only he thrusted hard, and fast... I've never been screwed like that before it was so powerful it was almost brutal. My vagina felt as if it was turned to firey jelly... then he thrust into me hard and deep, held it there and exploded into me... at least that's what it felt like .... he must have been the hardest, horniest man on the face of the earth. He turned me around and asked "what are you doing for the rest of the afternoon?"

Carol