Oct 10, 2008: Meeting Daphne

10/10/08 Friday

I met Daphne at a hotel around 10:30am. yes, Daphne, the first black woman I truly picked up. I’d bought a bottle of wine, a few toys and also had $100.00 for her which Katrina said was in my best interest. I rented the room and went up, called her. I stripped nude before she arrived and slipped on a sheer blue nightie that hid absolutely nothing. I had wine poured for her. She arrived about 15 minutes later and was delighted with how I greeted her. We kissed, I poured wine and called Mistress to give her our location and things were okay. Mistress said she wanted to talk to her. Daphne laughed a lot and said she’d find all this out for herself, whatever that meant. When they finished the call we drank wine and I undressed her, kissing each part of her sumptuous body as I went. As soon as I pulled her panties off, I lowered my head and went toward her hairy pussy, but she grabbed my hair and slapped me. She said did I think I was going to get to taste her snatch just like that? I apologized and told her I would follow her command and assume nothing.

She told me to take the nightie off, since it was useless anyway. She had me sit in the floor, back against a wall, with my legs apart and talk about my history. She asked how many black women I’d fucked and I said I wasn’t sure but probably around 40 different women in the last 11 months. Daphne laughed and said she’d like to feel a little more special than that, so I told her she was the first one I’d picked up entirely on my own. She slid her chair closer so her foot touched my cunt and began working her toes into me and at other times sliding the sole of her foot over my cunt. She told me to keep talking, that she wanted to hear it all, and not to cumm. I told her about Tabitha being the first black woman and a few others. I told about my recent desire to serve black woman, that it was cultivated by you, Maam, and I’d come to realize all black women were superior to me and I was just white trash to be used as they wanted. She really liked that. I talked about you more, that you were 21, I know you when you were 17, and that no one had ever gotten inside my head like you had. I told her that on many occasions I’d been sent to black women’s houses to be their maid, that I’d been used as a toilet. Pissed on many times and on rare occasions black women had browned me. She commented that this talk must be making me horny because my cunt juice was all over her foot. I nodded, that I knew it was.

She said, let’s start there, for me to lie down in the floor on my back and clean my filthy disgusting cunt goo off her foot. I lifted her right foot to my mouth and sucked her toes, then lifted it higher and licked the sole of that foot. The whole time I was doing that she used her left foot around my cunt and even shoved her toes inside my cunt. Then she offered me that foot to lick clean. She had me turn over on my tummy and spread my ass cheeks. She swiped her foot through my cunt then wiggled her big toe against my anus. She worked it until part of the toe entered me. Then she told me to clean my shithole scent off her toe. I scooted around and sucked the toe. She laughed and said I was worth her time. I thanked her.

She motioned me over to her chair and spread her legs and told me to make myself useful. I separated her labia and began sucking her. While I was doing that she kept moaning and saying to me … you like this don’t you whore, I nodded and kept sucking her, flicking my tongue over her until she orgasmed. She had me keep going and had a second orgasm. She pulled my hair and tilted my face back and talked about how her cumm was all over my white face. I said that’s what I’m good for. She took my wine glass which was about half full and wiped the rim of the glass around her cunt, then asked me if I drank piss. I nodded. She dribbled some into the glass and handed it to me. I turned it up and drank until the glass was emptied. She roared with laughter.

She told me to lay on the bed, which I did. She sat over me, facing my feet, and shoved her ass down at my face and said now lets se what kind of a whore I really am. I started tonguing her hole, gasping for every breath. She’d bounce up and down on my face, slap my cunt, twist my nipples, and tell me to go deeper. I was straining to get my tongue past her ring. She’d pull my nipples and I’d cry out. Each time I did she’d allow me a little air, and then settle her asshole over my mouth again and again. She used her fingernails on my nipples, pinching them raking her nails over my tits until I thought I’d go crazy. I was literally trapped under her butt cheeks and at times almost suffocating, then she’d raise for a second so I could breath. She kept riding my face, my chin, nose, mouth … she moved her hands from my tormented nipples and tits to my cunt and pulled my labia, said cumm with me bitch. She exploded again and rammed her fingers in me. Within a few seconds, I went off like a skyrocket.

She got off me. We caught our breath for a couple of minutes then she told me to follow her to the bathroom. I got in the tub and she stood over me and jerked my hair until my face was straight up, she slapped me a few times, then pissed all over my face and upper body. Then released my hair. She had me piss.

We went back to the chairs, me with a towel to sit my piss covered body on. We finished the wine, then she had me come to her again, this time sucking her huge floppy tits, then back to her pussy, I frigged her and sucked her nipples, played with her tits until she had another orgasm, while I believe was her 4th. At that time she was exhausted and so was I. we got in the shower together and I washed her head to toe, then myself. We dressed, I gave her the $100 and thanked her, and I asked if I could see her again. She laughed and said every chance I get bitch. We kissed. She left, I waited a couple of minutes, gathered my things and left. I called Katrina on the way home and gave her a quick summary. I’ll also send her the details.