Dec 16, 2010: My Client

Bunny made arrangements to rent a room at a respectable hotel next to the outer beltway which she’d pay for. I took my time getting ready, refreshed that although cool, we finally had sunny weather and not the crappy ice mess of yesterday. She called me around 11:30 and gave me the room number. I left immediately taking only my toy bag and a gift box of some munchies I’d bought for her. On the drive down, I had moments of not believing what I was about to do and those thoughts pounded me harder as I walked through the hotel lobby to the elevators. I knocked on her door and with seconds she slid the lock aside and let me in. We did an awkward kiss. She had on a gray wool jumper with a maroon blouse. I wore a long wool sweater coat over a black and cream mini dress, black thigh highs and stilettos. Somehow I had to look the part. Bunny had no objections. I studied her for a moment and did recall seeing her at the party on Sunday. I gave her the Christmas munchies … mixed nuts and cheese straws. She liked that.

For a moment we stood there in an uncomfortable silence. I noticed she had a bottle of premixed egg nog, a pint of Canadian club, and 7-up. I suggested that we take a few minutes to relax and get to know each other, totally not part of the 2 hours. I poured her an egg nog, me a CC and 7. She broke out the munchies.

We drank, munched and talked. I asked who told her about me. Oddly it was a woman who she thinks is a friend of Verna’s. Mw was around for that conversation. What prompted it was someone commented on how chummy I was with Tisha, literally waiting on her (and Frayne) hand and foot at the party. Someone took Frayne aside and asked who I was and somehow it became clear I enjoyed the company of black women in special ways. Mw listened to most of this conversation, did not join in, but at one point said my talents went far beyond getting drinks and the girls should get to know me if they were into adult thrills. Bunny said by then enough was said that clearly indicated a sexual side to my behavior. Mw would throw out tidbits, like I was good but not cheap. Bunny wanted to approach me at the party but was too shy and left the conversation. Frayne is the one who actually gave her my phone number.

That put a lot of 2’s and 2’s together for me. I rewarded Bunny with a statement that yes, I had been serving black women for well over 2 ½ years and I have been doing do in a number of ways. I told her that I was Katrina’s slave but then I went back to my beginnings with Jody and how her control over me evolved into complete servitude which made the Katrina event possible. Then I clarified that I was a slut to black women, that I enjoy sex and serving but I am in a situation where I charge for my services and that’s why we’re here. I looked at the clock, made a mental note of the time (1:10) and asked, “Shall we begin?” I knew we both had a slight buzz on but she fully caught the gist of my suggestion.

(What I did not tell her was that my owners wanted to further degrade me by having me act as a prostitute. I didn’t think it was necessary.)

She told me she’d like for me to undress. I stood and did so, stripped everything off and standing in front of her totally naked. I went over to her and presented my tits, cunt and ass … thinking after all, she’s paying for this, might as well let her see what she's getting. She touched me, not passionately or lustfully, more out of curiosity. I asked her if she’d like for me to undress her; she nodded. I removed her jumper and blouse then started removing her undergarments. I touched, fondled and kissed each part of her body as I exposed her. She definitely was one of the larger women I’ve been with yet I appreciated her honesty and openness whispering no apologies to me that she was a big girl and proud of it.

There was a lot of her. I kissed her breasts, her shoulders, tummy, and abdomen. Working down to her panties and removing them and blowing my breath at her hairy cunt. I inhaled her scent; she has a musky fragrance but that didn’t deter me. I licked her slit. Her breathing changed and I kept going, ignoring the excess pulchritude and focusing on her breathing and responses to my touch. I reached for my toys and slid the rabbit into her enormous pussy and licked her as I did so. After working her up, she told me to replace the rabbit with my hand. I slid the rabbit out and easily slid my hand into her. She was shaking and muttering that she sometimes messed. I asked her if she meant she squirted. She said yes; I kissed her cunt and kept rotating my hand until she started pulsing and cumming, spraying her squirt. I rubbed some of her juices on my tits and tummy, kissed and licked her labia and she came a second and third time. I eased my hand out and softly kissed her while she regained some composure.

I fixed her eggnog and added extra CC. the room already smelled of sex. As we lay there and sipped, I licked at her tits and nipples, and then played with her cunt again.

Bunny told me I was better than the Russian girl she had this summer in Europe and it was obvious I like sex. I smiled and kept stroking her cunt and running my fingers through her slit back to her rose. When my finger tips touched her rose, she moaned, looked at me with a different expression and said the Russian girl would not touch her ass in any way, even if she offered extra money. I said I have been trained to attend to any wishes my black women want and if that includes ass worship, then so be it. in fact I have come to expect oral anal contact. Her eyes went into a stare. I moved her to her knees close to the edge of the bed and knelt behind her. I began kissing her ass cheeks and working my way toward her hole then licking her rim. I dipped my fingers into her glass of egg nog and painted her rim then licked the gooey sweetness off. She flinched. I did it again. Each time she seemed to groan longer. Finally I was dipping two fingers in egg nog then sliding them into her rose. She fell forward across the edge of the bed, her knees on the floor, me between her thighs licking her rose. She went into lust. I kept licking, drizzling egg nog over her hole, licking it off. Somehow the egg nog helped ease me into her mind. Then I started licked in earnest. She was groaning; I kept going, licked her rose and used the vibe on her clit until she came.

She rolled over, looked at me and muttered where did I learn all this stuff. In said I’ve been with a lot of black women.

She had her own strappy and had me fit it on her. She began talking about how dirty little whores should get fucked. It was more of a turn on for her, almost a type of role play but I followed her and as she talked more I said I was her dirty white whore and I needed to be fucked and used by black women. She positioned me on my back on the bed, had me suck the strappy, had me beg for her to use it on me and tell her how much I needed it. I told her she was superior to me and she grooved on that. She stuck her fingers in me first, worked me a little then slid the strappy in my cunt. With her girth and weight behind the strappy, it was a serious fuck. She fucked me and told me not to cumm yet. I nodded. After wrecking my pussy she had me shift to all fours on the bed and pulled my hips back close to the edge of the bed. She verified that my ass was fair game, lubed my hole and slid the strappy in. while fucking me this way she reached under me with her left hand and grabbed my cunt, squeezing, clawing at it until I felt she’d pull me apart. I started to say something but thought better of it… thought she paid for this, let her do what she enjoys. And I did. She let me cumm.

I recovered and sucked the strappy, took it off her and pressed my face into her pussy again. I sucked her and thanked her for fucking me. We did dirty talk back and forth as I fingered her again and brought her off.

By that time it was about 3:40, we’d been at it for about 2 ½ hours and in an appreciative way I thanked her for the time we’d spent. She in turn thanked me. She handed me $200 and told me she realized 100 wasn’t in the park for what we’d done. She asked me if I would consider doing her and friends, which I would. She asked about overnights, what I charged and I thought for a moment and said for overnights it will run at least a $1000 and it doesn’t make too much difference how many there are but when groups get larger that 6-8 women, it gets a little crazy. She said so if she brings some friends I’d do all of them for a grand. I said yes. I realized I was making this up on the fly but I had to say something.

I cleaned up. As I began dressing she told me she’d like my panties as a souvenir and I gladly gave them to her. I thanked her again, took my money and left. I have never met a woman in a hotel where I knew going in I’d get paid for sex. This is such a different feeling.