Tuesday, November 29, 2011
Tuesday, November 22, 2011
Nov 11, 2011: Bunny and Marissa
Bunny is a woman I fucked about a year ago. We originally met at a party and through conversation with other women present, found out I enjoyed submissive sex with women of color. We fucked about two weeks after that, talked a couple of times about meeting again but never followed through until she called me a couple of days ago. We made arrangements.
She chose a modest hotel which is where I met her and her girl friend, Marissa. I knew from the beginning that it would take a lot to get me going today (my moods have been funky lately) but Bunny had expectations. After an awkward but pleasant greeting and an exchange of hugs and small talk, Bunny poured each of us a screwdriver from a container she’d brought with her. she slipped me some cash which I tucked away then finished my drink and eyes both of them again.
There’s a lot of Bunny body wise but her plus size body is no hindrance to her desire to have fun. I admire her for being so proud and straightforward. Marissa by contrast, was taller than me, about 5’ 10” and body type more proportional to her height. For a few minutes we did more chit chat. Marissa asked me a couple of questions but it was obvious she wasn’t used to this sort of thing and admitted she’d never engaged in sex with a white woman. I asked about her experiences with other women. She related that and her husband had done some sharing with another black couple but that was an infrequent occurrence. She did not offer details nor did I press for any.
Bunny asked me to undress. I did so down to a turquoise colored bra and panty set, dark thigh highs and heels. That peaked Marissa’s interest. I poured myself a second drink, sipped it briefly, went back over to them and let Marissa remove the bra and panties. Bunt cooed and smacked her lips and touched me. In turn, I undressed both of them, doing kisses on their dark skin as I slowly stripped them. we engaged in a lot of heavy fondling. I started to take Marissa’s bra off but she shied away and asked me to tend to Bunny and she’d watch to get the feel of things. I obliged her. Bunny and I fell to the bed in an embrace punctuated with passionate kissing. I removed her bra, stroked her sumptuous breasts and began sucking on her nipples. My feelings at this point were somewhat mechanical and obligatory. I slid down to her waist, hooked my fingers in the panties and slid them off exposing her pussy. I began playing with her then grazing my tongue lightly over her sensitive areas, separated her legs and pressed my lips against her hairy cunt which was well lubricated by this time and savored her almost apricot flavored secretions. I used a combination of my fingers and tongue to drive her into heat and kept going until she eventually screamed out an orgasm.
Marissa watched all this intently and I caught a glance of her rubbing herself through the panties. Bunny and I coaxed her over to the bed. I began kissing her, unclasped her bra and paid attention to her breasts and nipples. She’s probably a D-cup but with beautiful dark, silver dollar sized aureoles. I sensed she still was tense and whispered to her to relax and let me take over. She nodded back and I moved to her panty covered cunt and rubbed her inner thighs, abdomen and pussy. She began sighing and relaxed. I pulled the panties off.
Her breathing changed and I kept focusing on her breathing and responses to my touch. I licked her clit and she went into shivers. She wasn’t super wet but repeated swipes of my tongue through her slit changed that quickly. I went from her vagina to her clit, sucking and stroking. Her nectar reminded me of salty sugar syrup. The more I sucked on her clit and played with her vagina, the more animated she became until she was pressing my head tightly between her thighs and squeezing against me. I pressed a finger to her rose; that sent her off the charts so I left the pad of my index finger there and tantalized her clit with my tongue until she exploded. I rolled her to her left side, lifted her right leg and licked her rose which drove her into another orgasm. She was shaking. I rubbed some of her juices on her nipples and sucked them, repeated this procedure and frigged her off again. She was exhausted and told me she needed a break.
I turned back to Bunny or I should say she took advantage of the opportunity to throw her plus sized body over me. We struggled for position until we ended up with her on her knees and her ass stuck back. I knelt behind her and separated her cheeks; her aroma was strong and musky, very much as it’d been last time. I began flicking my tongue over her hole and finally forced the tip past her sphincter until I found that acrid taste. I stayed locked against her and slipped fingers into her enormous cunt. I was probing her, making her grunt out nonsense syllables until she came again. I eased my fingers out and softly licked her while she regained some composure.
Marissa was totally turned on by what she’d witnessed. She asked me to do that to her, got on all fours and tuned her ass to me. I rubbed her ass cheeks, scratched them with my nails to tease her then moved my mouth over her hole and forced my saliva over her and licked. She muttered I was better than her husband at this. Since I was on my knees and bent way forward, Bunny began toying with my cunt and asked where my strappy was. She fetched it from my bag, buckled it around her huge hips and slid it into my cunt. She started pounding me. I whispered for her to fuck me. I wanted to hear her verbal but that didn’t happen; instead she kept stroking me. For a few minutes there was this train of Marissa on all fours, me sucking her ass and Bunny fucking my cunt. I shamelessly rocked off an orgasm and made Marissa cumm again by rubbing and pulling her fleshy labia and engorged clit. She totally screamed while she orgasmed then collapsed on the bed which by now was a rumpled, disheveled mess of sheets and bed coverings. I feel forward on top of her and bunny slid down on top of me. I had this mental image of being the white gooey filling between two halves of an Oreo cookie. I laughed and told them what I was thinking.
I took a much needed pee break. When I came back, Bunny was on the bed between Marissa’s legs slurping up her pussy. I almost giggled but stood quietly and just watched for a moment then I figured … what the hell… and nestled behind Bunny’s hips, frigged her cunt again and dirty talked her about eating her friend. Whether they had done this before, I really don’t know.
The hotel room smelled like a wall to wall pussy and the bed covers were twisted in a wad. We’d been at this for about two hours in one form or another. We laid there in a mixture of sweat and sexual residue.
Marissa had to pick up her kid at school shortly and this seemed a logical place to stop. Before she left she asked if I’d join her and her husband some evening. I thanked her but said that gets too difficult. All of us cleaned up, dressed and left.
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She chose a modest hotel which is where I met her and her girl friend, Marissa. I knew from the beginning that it would take a lot to get me going today (my moods have been funky lately) but Bunny had expectations. After an awkward but pleasant greeting and an exchange of hugs and small talk, Bunny poured each of us a screwdriver from a container she’d brought with her. she slipped me some cash which I tucked away then finished my drink and eyes both of them again.
There’s a lot of Bunny body wise but her plus size body is no hindrance to her desire to have fun. I admire her for being so proud and straightforward. Marissa by contrast, was taller than me, about 5’ 10” and body type more proportional to her height. For a few minutes we did more chit chat. Marissa asked me a couple of questions but it was obvious she wasn’t used to this sort of thing and admitted she’d never engaged in sex with a white woman. I asked about her experiences with other women. She related that and her husband had done some sharing with another black couple but that was an infrequent occurrence. She did not offer details nor did I press for any.
Bunny asked me to undress. I did so down to a turquoise colored bra and panty set, dark thigh highs and heels. That peaked Marissa’s interest. I poured myself a second drink, sipped it briefly, went back over to them and let Marissa remove the bra and panties. Bunt cooed and smacked her lips and touched me. In turn, I undressed both of them, doing kisses on their dark skin as I slowly stripped them. we engaged in a lot of heavy fondling. I started to take Marissa’s bra off but she shied away and asked me to tend to Bunny and she’d watch to get the feel of things. I obliged her. Bunny and I fell to the bed in an embrace punctuated with passionate kissing. I removed her bra, stroked her sumptuous breasts and began sucking on her nipples. My feelings at this point were somewhat mechanical and obligatory. I slid down to her waist, hooked my fingers in the panties and slid them off exposing her pussy. I began playing with her then grazing my tongue lightly over her sensitive areas, separated her legs and pressed my lips against her hairy cunt which was well lubricated by this time and savored her almost apricot flavored secretions. I used a combination of my fingers and tongue to drive her into heat and kept going until she eventually screamed out an orgasm.
Marissa watched all this intently and I caught a glance of her rubbing herself through the panties. Bunny and I coaxed her over to the bed. I began kissing her, unclasped her bra and paid attention to her breasts and nipples. She’s probably a D-cup but with beautiful dark, silver dollar sized aureoles. I sensed she still was tense and whispered to her to relax and let me take over. She nodded back and I moved to her panty covered cunt and rubbed her inner thighs, abdomen and pussy. She began sighing and relaxed. I pulled the panties off.
Her breathing changed and I kept focusing on her breathing and responses to my touch. I licked her clit and she went into shivers. She wasn’t super wet but repeated swipes of my tongue through her slit changed that quickly. I went from her vagina to her clit, sucking and stroking. Her nectar reminded me of salty sugar syrup. The more I sucked on her clit and played with her vagina, the more animated she became until she was pressing my head tightly between her thighs and squeezing against me. I pressed a finger to her rose; that sent her off the charts so I left the pad of my index finger there and tantalized her clit with my tongue until she exploded. I rolled her to her left side, lifted her right leg and licked her rose which drove her into another orgasm. She was shaking. I rubbed some of her juices on her nipples and sucked them, repeated this procedure and frigged her off again. She was exhausted and told me she needed a break.
I turned back to Bunny or I should say she took advantage of the opportunity to throw her plus sized body over me. We struggled for position until we ended up with her on her knees and her ass stuck back. I knelt behind her and separated her cheeks; her aroma was strong and musky, very much as it’d been last time. I began flicking my tongue over her hole and finally forced the tip past her sphincter until I found that acrid taste. I stayed locked against her and slipped fingers into her enormous cunt. I was probing her, making her grunt out nonsense syllables until she came again. I eased my fingers out and softly licked her while she regained some composure.
Marissa was totally turned on by what she’d witnessed. She asked me to do that to her, got on all fours and tuned her ass to me. I rubbed her ass cheeks, scratched them with my nails to tease her then moved my mouth over her hole and forced my saliva over her and licked. She muttered I was better than her husband at this. Since I was on my knees and bent way forward, Bunny began toying with my cunt and asked where my strappy was. She fetched it from my bag, buckled it around her huge hips and slid it into my cunt. She started pounding me. I whispered for her to fuck me. I wanted to hear her verbal but that didn’t happen; instead she kept stroking me. For a few minutes there was this train of Marissa on all fours, me sucking her ass and Bunny fucking my cunt. I shamelessly rocked off an orgasm and made Marissa cumm again by rubbing and pulling her fleshy labia and engorged clit. She totally screamed while she orgasmed then collapsed on the bed which by now was a rumpled, disheveled mess of sheets and bed coverings. I feel forward on top of her and bunny slid down on top of me. I had this mental image of being the white gooey filling between two halves of an Oreo cookie. I laughed and told them what I was thinking.
I took a much needed pee break. When I came back, Bunny was on the bed between Marissa’s legs slurping up her pussy. I almost giggled but stood quietly and just watched for a moment then I figured … what the hell… and nestled behind Bunny’s hips, frigged her cunt again and dirty talked her about eating her friend. Whether they had done this before, I really don’t know.
The hotel room smelled like a wall to wall pussy and the bed covers were twisted in a wad. We’d been at this for about two hours in one form or another. We laid there in a mixture of sweat and sexual residue.
Marissa had to pick up her kid at school shortly and this seemed a logical place to stop. Before she left she asked if I’d join her and her husband some evening. I thanked her but said that gets too difficult. All of us cleaned up, dressed and left.
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Monday, November 7, 2011
Nov 03, 2011: At Fran's
We did this session at Fran's. Knowing she was involved, I knew my attire was extremely important and wore a tasteful long skirt and coordinating top over a matching panty and bra set, seamed hose, garter belt and heels.
Within 10 minutes of arriving I removed the skirt and blouse and as I’ve done sometimes in the past for Fran, I paraded around and served drinks. There was some light chatter about mundane things but all that stopped when Frayne said she’d like to hear more details about what I’ve been up to lately. I suspected she well knew but I tried to recall my activities since August when I last saw her. But she wanted to fast forward to the last 3-4 weeks with Karen. Katrina also reminded me she and Joan hadn’t seen me since the Karen gangbang. The three of them began incessantly questioning me and digging deeper into my experiences with Karen, particularly having me relate my feelings about being a fuck toy for teen girls.
Even with Katrina who’s know me since April of 2008 and Frayne and Joan who’ve known me for over two years and have seen me in some very compromising situations, I felt nervous and embarrassed. The words wouldn’t come out of my mouth. Frayne kept prompting me, saying she wanted to hear what its like for me to be surrounded by a group of black girls young enough to be in the daughter category and all she wanted were the first few moments in that house, did I understand, I nodded. She told me to kneel.
I felt my face getting red. Silently, I recalled things. I closed my eyes and told her … it was their faces, the look on their faces, the “I don’t give a damn about you” looks they gave me and their mouthy, haughty yelling, the snippy remarks, their jive talk, the pushing and shoving, jockeying for position, and the rush of everyone trying to establish position over me. I said the way Karen led me into the house collared, leashed and cuffed made me feel like some trashy cunt she found on the street corner. I felt helpless, trapped and doubted myself. Even being fully clothed at that moment, I still felt totally exposed. I wanted to crawl through the cracks in the floor to escape, yet at the same time I felt my cunt throbbing.
Fra showed some understanding, gave me a moment to collect myself then told me to continue. I said the defining moment was when I watched Karen collect money from the girls. I felt pimped, changed from her personal slut to her whore. I remember how sick I felt that, even through I’d whored in the past, it’d been to mature women but now teen girls saw me in the same light. That is bad. I thought, my gawd, they paid to do this; they’ll do anything now. I was completely unprepared for that token expression of my status, how degrading I felt, as if they’d gone to the county fair and were buying stuffed teddy bears. I told her when they started yanking my clothes off I felt like a tray of food placed in front of hungry kids. I thought I’ll never survive this. When I sucked the first cunt in front of all the others, how cheap I felt.
I told her about the myriad of text messages that came before and after that Friday; waking up in the morning and reading their insults; how overwhelmed I felt with guilt and shame. I told her about the phone calls from numbers I didn’t recognize, answering the phone and hearing “fuck you honky bitch” then hanging up. I told her about the spike of activity on the blog, those readers who were focusing on the recent sessions with Karen and our suspicions that many of them were Karen’s friends.
When I got through, my face was red; my throat dry as sand but my pulse was racing. Katrina stoically said there’s no doubt at this point I’d keep doing what the girls dreamed up. Fran asked the mystical question about where this would eventually lead and did I think it would ever stop. I admitted I had no clue.
There was an interlude in the conversation. Katrina had me remove the bra and panties and my high heels, leaving me in just the garter belt and hose. They had me sit with my back against the wall, my legs wide, then bring the soles of my feet together and slide my heels inches away from my cunt and made me bend my upper body over as far as I could until I was looking straight into my pussy, my face maybe 6 inches away and staring straight at it. Katrina told me to take a close look at what I’d been giving away. They started making disparaging comments about my pussy saying that it was the property of a gang of black teenage girls. Worse yet, they had me talking to my pussy until I was thoroughly belittled and humiliated. After admitting to them that what I was staring at was becoming Karen’s property, they let me release and sit up straight.
Fran said it’d been quite some time since I’d served at one of her luncheon parties and her friends would love to resume that activity and hear about my activity. Her other comment was that MW would have a field day with me knowing all this.
Katrina summoned me and had me roll over to my right side. She lubed a red butt plug and worked it into my ass then had me stand with legs apart. She tied a rope around my waist then threaded it down each side of my labia so my lips were trapped and poking out between the ropes and cinched the ropes tightly against the base of the plug and tied them off at the waist rope in back.
I served all of them drinks; then Katrina bent me over the back of a chair in the living room with my body draped over the chair, hands holding onto the arms of the chair and my legs spread. She took a short whip and beat my ass then Joan and Fran followed, most of the strokes aimed at the base of the plug and my ass cheeks, upper thighs and a few applied to my cunt. The buildup between the three of them was slow but methodical until my ass was stinging. None of it was severe, just a thorough ass whipping to get me right on edge. They kept prodding me to tell them how much I needed to whipping and that I wanted to suck them. After the humiliating talk about Karen and friends and the ass whipping and plug, I was totally ravenous for sex.
We moved to Fran's downstairs bedroom. They undressed; I knelt and they stood around me. I went from one cunt to another kissing and licking until Katrina suggested I show Fran some appreciation. She sat on the bed and I went after her cunt like a mad woman while Katrina and Joan continued to beat my ass. I sucked Fran's nipples and rubbed her clit, then went back to her cunt with my mouth for her orgasm. I transitioned to Joan who was leaning against the foot board of the bed with her legs apart. She dirty talked me like hell while I ate her pussy. From there, Katrina had me lie in the floor with my legs apart. She face sat me and literally smothered me while I sucked her off. Joan used the whip to lightly smack my cunt. I desperately wanted to cumm but was told not to.
I crawled back to Fran; she offered her ass and I sucked it, still getting tons of dirty talk and a few hits from the short whip all over my body. Then I moved to Joan's ass, sucked it and went to Katrina’s.
Katrina had me beg for a cumm. She said they’d fuck me but it would be on their terms, not mine. I didn’t care because at that moment I’d do anything for a cumm. I got on all fours in the bedroom floor. She came behind me and untied the cunt rope and removed the plug. She entered my cunt and I came in about 60 seconds but she kept going until I had another one. She moved away and Joan took the strappy and eased into my asshole. She teased me then fucked me. By then my arms were about to give out so Frayne dragged the padded dressing bench over and I reclined across that. Frayne got her strappy and they used that on my cunt and used Katrina’s for my ass, taking turns with both holes and also had me suck both of the dildos. They went back to my cunt and brought me off for two more orgasms until I was spent. Even then they kept pounding my cunt. The only time it got a rest was when the other dildo was in my ass. She kept pounding me until I promised. She buzzed my clit for a fifth orgasm. By then I felt like a rag draped over the bench.
We got up and peed. I ate them again as a show of appreciation. While they dressed and made dinner plans, I changed the sheets on Frayne's bed and then cleaned myself up. I dressed, thanked them again. Katrina reminded me what I’d promised and what she expected of me. I told her I’d find a way to make it happen. I left around 8:30.
Within 10 minutes of arriving I removed the skirt and blouse and as I’ve done sometimes in the past for Fran, I paraded around and served drinks. There was some light chatter about mundane things but all that stopped when Frayne said she’d like to hear more details about what I’ve been up to lately. I suspected she well knew but I tried to recall my activities since August when I last saw her. But she wanted to fast forward to the last 3-4 weeks with Karen. Katrina also reminded me she and Joan hadn’t seen me since the Karen gangbang. The three of them began incessantly questioning me and digging deeper into my experiences with Karen, particularly having me relate my feelings about being a fuck toy for teen girls.
Even with Katrina who’s know me since April of 2008 and Frayne and Joan who’ve known me for over two years and have seen me in some very compromising situations, I felt nervous and embarrassed. The words wouldn’t come out of my mouth. Frayne kept prompting me, saying she wanted to hear what its like for me to be surrounded by a group of black girls young enough to be in the daughter category and all she wanted were the first few moments in that house, did I understand, I nodded. She told me to kneel.
I felt my face getting red. Silently, I recalled things. I closed my eyes and told her … it was their faces, the look on their faces, the “I don’t give a damn about you” looks they gave me and their mouthy, haughty yelling, the snippy remarks, their jive talk, the pushing and shoving, jockeying for position, and the rush of everyone trying to establish position over me. I said the way Karen led me into the house collared, leashed and cuffed made me feel like some trashy cunt she found on the street corner. I felt helpless, trapped and doubted myself. Even being fully clothed at that moment, I still felt totally exposed. I wanted to crawl through the cracks in the floor to escape, yet at the same time I felt my cunt throbbing.
Fra showed some understanding, gave me a moment to collect myself then told me to continue. I said the defining moment was when I watched Karen collect money from the girls. I felt pimped, changed from her personal slut to her whore. I remember how sick I felt that, even through I’d whored in the past, it’d been to mature women but now teen girls saw me in the same light. That is bad. I thought, my gawd, they paid to do this; they’ll do anything now. I was completely unprepared for that token expression of my status, how degrading I felt, as if they’d gone to the county fair and were buying stuffed teddy bears. I told her when they started yanking my clothes off I felt like a tray of food placed in front of hungry kids. I thought I’ll never survive this. When I sucked the first cunt in front of all the others, how cheap I felt.
I told her about the myriad of text messages that came before and after that Friday; waking up in the morning and reading their insults; how overwhelmed I felt with guilt and shame. I told her about the phone calls from numbers I didn’t recognize, answering the phone and hearing “fuck you honky bitch” then hanging up. I told her about the spike of activity on the blog, those readers who were focusing on the recent sessions with Karen and our suspicions that many of them were Karen’s friends.
When I got through, my face was red; my throat dry as sand but my pulse was racing. Katrina stoically said there’s no doubt at this point I’d keep doing what the girls dreamed up. Fran asked the mystical question about where this would eventually lead and did I think it would ever stop. I admitted I had no clue.
There was an interlude in the conversation. Katrina had me remove the bra and panties and my high heels, leaving me in just the garter belt and hose. They had me sit with my back against the wall, my legs wide, then bring the soles of my feet together and slide my heels inches away from my cunt and made me bend my upper body over as far as I could until I was looking straight into my pussy, my face maybe 6 inches away and staring straight at it. Katrina told me to take a close look at what I’d been giving away. They started making disparaging comments about my pussy saying that it was the property of a gang of black teenage girls. Worse yet, they had me talking to my pussy until I was thoroughly belittled and humiliated. After admitting to them that what I was staring at was becoming Karen’s property, they let me release and sit up straight.
Fran said it’d been quite some time since I’d served at one of her luncheon parties and her friends would love to resume that activity and hear about my activity. Her other comment was that MW would have a field day with me knowing all this.
Katrina summoned me and had me roll over to my right side. She lubed a red butt plug and worked it into my ass then had me stand with legs apart. She tied a rope around my waist then threaded it down each side of my labia so my lips were trapped and poking out between the ropes and cinched the ropes tightly against the base of the plug and tied them off at the waist rope in back.
I served all of them drinks; then Katrina bent me over the back of a chair in the living room with my body draped over the chair, hands holding onto the arms of the chair and my legs spread. She took a short whip and beat my ass then Joan and Fran followed, most of the strokes aimed at the base of the plug and my ass cheeks, upper thighs and a few applied to my cunt. The buildup between the three of them was slow but methodical until my ass was stinging. None of it was severe, just a thorough ass whipping to get me right on edge. They kept prodding me to tell them how much I needed to whipping and that I wanted to suck them. After the humiliating talk about Karen and friends and the ass whipping and plug, I was totally ravenous for sex.
We moved to Fran's downstairs bedroom. They undressed; I knelt and they stood around me. I went from one cunt to another kissing and licking until Katrina suggested I show Fran some appreciation. She sat on the bed and I went after her cunt like a mad woman while Katrina and Joan continued to beat my ass. I sucked Fran's nipples and rubbed her clit, then went back to her cunt with my mouth for her orgasm. I transitioned to Joan who was leaning against the foot board of the bed with her legs apart. She dirty talked me like hell while I ate her pussy. From there, Katrina had me lie in the floor with my legs apart. She face sat me and literally smothered me while I sucked her off. Joan used the whip to lightly smack my cunt. I desperately wanted to cumm but was told not to.
I crawled back to Fran; she offered her ass and I sucked it, still getting tons of dirty talk and a few hits from the short whip all over my body. Then I moved to Joan's ass, sucked it and went to Katrina’s.
Katrina had me beg for a cumm. She said they’d fuck me but it would be on their terms, not mine. I didn’t care because at that moment I’d do anything for a cumm. I got on all fours in the bedroom floor. She came behind me and untied the cunt rope and removed the plug. She entered my cunt and I came in about 60 seconds but she kept going until I had another one. She moved away and Joan took the strappy and eased into my asshole. She teased me then fucked me. By then my arms were about to give out so Frayne dragged the padded dressing bench over and I reclined across that. Frayne got her strappy and they used that on my cunt and used Katrina’s for my ass, taking turns with both holes and also had me suck both of the dildos. They went back to my cunt and brought me off for two more orgasms until I was spent. Even then they kept pounding my cunt. The only time it got a rest was when the other dildo was in my ass. She kept pounding me until I promised. She buzzed my clit for a fifth orgasm. By then I felt like a rag draped over the bench.
We got up and peed. I ate them again as a show of appreciation. While they dressed and made dinner plans, I changed the sheets on Frayne's bed and then cleaned myself up. I dressed, thanked them again. Katrina reminded me what I’d promised and what she expected of me. I told her I’d find a way to make it happen. I left around 8:30.
Tuesday, November 1, 2011
Oct 30, 2011: Sunday afternoon at Mavis
I got to Mavis' about 1230. I undressed on the back porch, went inside and gave Mavis a copy of my narrative about the event on Friday. Obviously she was aware of things from what Karen told her. She said the girls were on their way over and we’d postpone discussion until they arrived.
She had me stand naked in the living room and wait and within minutes, Karen, Erica and Beth arrived. They teased me briefly, gave me shout outs for being such a slut Friday and hands roamed over my body again, causing me pleasant sensations. They sat on the sofa and living room chairs. Mavis had me serve them iced tea then move the coffee table away and stand in the middle of them facing Karen and Mavis who were on the sofa. Mavis shared my narrative which the girls read, giggled and made their own comments.
They stated asking me questions; which part did I like the best, which was the scariest, the most humiliating and so on. Mavis would not let me gloss over any answer and made me relate specifics when I answered. I told them the freakiest thing was when Karen got money from the girls and turned me over to them, I talked about the silent emotional bond I’d quickly formed in the preceding hour with her and that being passed around for money shocked me. We dwelt on that for a long time. Karen stating that she knew I’d been used for money with older women and saw no reason why she wasn’t entitled to the same. She told me I was a money tree, she’d make her Christmas money this way and so could Beth and Erica. We talked about the bathroom interruption and how that played out. Karen admitted she was pissed. Mavis liked the fact that Karen had crossed the line of having me do things which people do in private, and bring them out into public display with friends and suggested Karen use it more thoroughly and rub my nose in it. We also talked about the bedroom fuck scenes and how she demonstrated fucking me to her friends then letting them do whatever they wanted nonstop. Her girl friends also loved being eaten off by a white woman and said it was an experience they’d treasure. We also discussed the game, showing me off to friends and letting Lucy get a glimpse of me.
Then Mavis did a thorough inspection of my pussy and ass, poking and probing and asking if this or that was sensitive. She also had Karen do the same and concluded that I’d probably had enough fucking for a few days. However, she made me tell Karen how much I enjoyed her making my holes sore. That led to me on my knees begging her to do it again. More specifically she had me beg Karen to give me 5 swats on my cunt and 5 on my asshole and that my mouth could be fucked.
We went back to the spare bedroom. Mavis had me lay on my back then pull my legs back and gave Karen a small red leather whip of some sort, about 18” long. Karen hit my asshole with a lot of force. I grimaced and yelled; she paused (Mavis guiding her) then hit me again and continued like that until she’d finished the 5 on my ass. Then she did the same on my cunt, mainly hitting my clit. When she finished I was at the point of tears. Again with Mavis directing, I knelt and thanked Karen. Mavis explained to Karen the difference between having me suck a girl cock and getting a mouth fucking. Karen undressed down to her panties, put on the strappy, had me open my mouth and fucked my mouth, calling it a sorry excuse for a cunt hole. She took the cock off and leaned against the dresser. I knelt and sucked her off, then did the same to Beth and Erica and finally Mavis.
After I’d satisfied them, Mavis had the girls take me to the basement, tie my hands behind me and cage me. They threw more derogatory words at me, talked about another session with her friends, pissed on me and made more dirty remarks about my mouth being a fuck hole and a toilet. They went upstairs for about an hour then came back and released me. I kissed Karen’s feet and also Beth’s and Erica’s in appreciation. Before they left I actually told Karen that I trusted her and was getting used to being her property.
After they left Mavis told me that she not only saw a change in Karen but also in me and that my attitude was becoming more accepting and submissive. I confessed it was a difficult thing to do and the age difference was huge but I was trying. She said the only way to be totally at ease is to quite fighting and let her experiment and learn.
I cleaned the cage, the floor and myself and thanked Mavis for all she's done for me over the past 3 years or so. She kind of smiled and said that’s what she's here for.
She had me stand naked in the living room and wait and within minutes, Karen, Erica and Beth arrived. They teased me briefly, gave me shout outs for being such a slut Friday and hands roamed over my body again, causing me pleasant sensations. They sat on the sofa and living room chairs. Mavis had me serve them iced tea then move the coffee table away and stand in the middle of them facing Karen and Mavis who were on the sofa. Mavis shared my narrative which the girls read, giggled and made their own comments.
They stated asking me questions; which part did I like the best, which was the scariest, the most humiliating and so on. Mavis would not let me gloss over any answer and made me relate specifics when I answered. I told them the freakiest thing was when Karen got money from the girls and turned me over to them, I talked about the silent emotional bond I’d quickly formed in the preceding hour with her and that being passed around for money shocked me. We dwelt on that for a long time. Karen stating that she knew I’d been used for money with older women and saw no reason why she wasn’t entitled to the same. She told me I was a money tree, she’d make her Christmas money this way and so could Beth and Erica. We talked about the bathroom interruption and how that played out. Karen admitted she was pissed. Mavis liked the fact that Karen had crossed the line of having me do things which people do in private, and bring them out into public display with friends and suggested Karen use it more thoroughly and rub my nose in it. We also talked about the bedroom fuck scenes and how she demonstrated fucking me to her friends then letting them do whatever they wanted nonstop. Her girl friends also loved being eaten off by a white woman and said it was an experience they’d treasure. We also discussed the game, showing me off to friends and letting Lucy get a glimpse of me.
Then Mavis did a thorough inspection of my pussy and ass, poking and probing and asking if this or that was sensitive. She also had Karen do the same and concluded that I’d probably had enough fucking for a few days. However, she made me tell Karen how much I enjoyed her making my holes sore. That led to me on my knees begging her to do it again. More specifically she had me beg Karen to give me 5 swats on my cunt and 5 on my asshole and that my mouth could be fucked.
We went back to the spare bedroom. Mavis had me lay on my back then pull my legs back and gave Karen a small red leather whip of some sort, about 18” long. Karen hit my asshole with a lot of force. I grimaced and yelled; she paused (Mavis guiding her) then hit me again and continued like that until she’d finished the 5 on my ass. Then she did the same on my cunt, mainly hitting my clit. When she finished I was at the point of tears. Again with Mavis directing, I knelt and thanked Karen. Mavis explained to Karen the difference between having me suck a girl cock and getting a mouth fucking. Karen undressed down to her panties, put on the strappy, had me open my mouth and fucked my mouth, calling it a sorry excuse for a cunt hole. She took the cock off and leaned against the dresser. I knelt and sucked her off, then did the same to Beth and Erica and finally Mavis.
After I’d satisfied them, Mavis had the girls take me to the basement, tie my hands behind me and cage me. They threw more derogatory words at me, talked about another session with her friends, pissed on me and made more dirty remarks about my mouth being a fuck hole and a toilet. They went upstairs for about an hour then came back and released me. I kissed Karen’s feet and also Beth’s and Erica’s in appreciation. Before they left I actually told Karen that I trusted her and was getting used to being her property.
After they left Mavis told me that she not only saw a change in Karen but also in me and that my attitude was becoming more accepting and submissive. I confessed it was a difficult thing to do and the age difference was huge but I was trying. She said the only way to be totally at ease is to quite fighting and let her experiment and learn.
I cleaned the cage, the floor and myself and thanked Mavis for all she's done for me over the past 3 years or so. She kind of smiled and said that’s what she's here for.
Oct 28, 2011: The Gangbang for Karen
Friday morning, after seriously thinking about the day, I showered and dressed in a way that I thought would please Karen; black bra and slut panties, red corduroy mini, black mesh patterned thigh highs, red high heel pumps, a tight black pullover sweater top and a black fleece long jacket for warmth. I also took a change of clothes in case something got ripped or torn. I grabbed my complete toy bag, took a deep breath and left.
I got to Karen’s house around 11:00, noticed another car in the driveway and figured she was not alone. I took my toy bag and went in. Erica, Kendra and a girl named Mindy were there also. I recognized Mindy as one of the girls who watched me at the lunch this week. Karen kissed me and felt me up, including lifting my skirt to palm my bare cunt poking through the slut panties. They chided me which I expected. Karen said we’d go to another girl’s house. Within 10 minutes we left in Erica’s car, a late model Chevy Suburban with tinted windows. I was sandwiched in the middle of the back seat between Kendra and Karen. Karen said we had one stop to make.
Erica turned into a strip mall and parked in front of a pet store. We went in. When I saw them stop in front of the section that had pet collars and leashes I went “ut oh.” They tried various collars on me and after causing as much commotion as they possibly could, selected a red fake leather collar and a 5-foot chain leash with a red leather strap handle. Collared and leashed, they paraded me through the store until Karen found a pet bowl and from there over to the cages. Again she made a big deal out of which one I’d look best in and did it none too quietly. My mind was doing flip flops. They settled on one about the same size as the one I have and the one I gave Karen. I asked why we didn’t use the one she had, and she told me this was for somebody else. Lugging all these things, we headed to the check out, again me being led by the leash. The check out clerk, some goofy middle aged woman, gave us the dumbest looks imaginable. As she scanned the tag on my collar (still on my neck) and leash, she asked what this was all about. I told her it was part of a Halloween costume, to which Karen added, yeah, she's going play the part of the bitch. I paid cash for all this paraphernalia and couldn’t wait to get out of the store. But we didn’t. Instead, Karen led me to a machine that imprints dog tags. She selected a heart shaped tag and I had to use the machine to imprint it with “Karen’s Bitch.”. She attached it and told me to bark. By this time my face was as red as my skirt but I did a barking sound. To say that other people in the store watched this debacle is an understatement. They led me out of the store, Erica pushing a cart with the cage and pet bowl which she loaded in the back of the Suburban. As we drove to where ever, Karen kept playfully fingering the tag and collar. Both she and Kendra had their hands all over me. Karen got cuffs from my bag, had me remove my fleece jacket and cuffed my hands behind me.
Erica drove to Derita’s aunt’s house in a more rural area where there’s not a lot of development and the houses are spaced out along a twisty back road. (Derita is one of the girls who texted me during the week.) Other cars were in the driveway so Erica pulled on the grass and parked next to the garage. Karen jerked me out of the car, carried my toy bag in one hand and pulled me by the leash to the front door. I felt like an idiot, dressed like a slut, hands cuffed behind me and collared and leashed.
Once inside, my heart sank as I counted 10 other girls waiting impatiently. Music was blaring. Karen made a grand announcement about the cunt sucking slut is here and a chorus of cheers and laughter went up. She yanked me from one girl after another and introduced me in the most vulgar way possible. I had this mental flashback to Joan leading me into the coin laundry 2 years ago and I felt more stupid now than I did then. She dragged out this process and made disparaging remarks about me during the introductions. The girls added their own degrading remarks and laughed in my face. I couldn’t recall all the names but I remember Amber and Charene who’d also texted me Monday night and were at the frigging off on Tuesday.
Karen led me back to the kitchen where the girls had the booze and beer. She fixed a brandy and coke poured some of it down my throat then back into the main room. I noticed she collected money from every girl in the house. I have no idea how much though I saw a couple of girls give her what appeared to be $40.00. If that was the standard amount and she charged each girl, then she just made over $500. She dropped the leash and said … come get her.
I about freaked. Without realizing it, throughout the morning, despite what she did, I’d looked to her as my protection. Now she had just turned me over to a pack of she wolves.
Four or five girls were clustered around me at once and the others pushing to get their chance or standing around laughing. My skirt was the first thing to go. The slut panties got a shout out but after about 60 seconds of palming my bare cunt the panties were yanked down and off. Girls had fingers in my cunt and asshole, some kissed me, some spit at me but they started picking me apart. They pulled my sweater partially over my head, undid my bra and left it hanging, but they couldn’t get the sweater all the way off me due to the cuffs. One girl, somewhat heavy set, didn’t let that deter her. She pulled me to the nearest chair, slid her jeans and panties off and pushed my face into her cunt. She talked trash at me and called me every despicable thing in the book. Girls cheered, laughed and urged us on. I ate the girl, didn’t even know her name but she pulled her hairy cunt wide open and kept moving on my tongue until she squirted and came.
Karen unlocked the cuffs. Girls pulled my sweater and bra pulled off and wrestled me to the sofa on my back. Some other half naked girl quickly pulled her panties off and stuck my face in her pussy. I started licking her while some girls opened my legs. Hands were all over my pussy and ass, slapping at me until one of them shoved a dildo in my cunt. Everybody was shouting; I heard “fuck the bitch” a 100 times. Between that and the loud music it was total mayhem. The second girl came and she was immediately replaced by Kendra and I ate her while somebody fucked my cunt.
They decided to take me to a bed and with hands all over me, led me kicking and struggling down the hall to a bedroom. Karen had my toy bag. They pushed me on the bed and took off my heels, leaving me in the mesh hose. A new girl reclined, spread her legs and said come get it. I nestled between her legs and ate her. She squirted. When I finished her another girl jumped on my body. I tried to push her off because I was trying to wipe some squirt residue out of my eyes. She yelled “no fucking way” and some of them extended my arms over my head flat against the mattress and pinned me down. I looked up at them glaring down at me. I was breathing heavily and told them I was just trying to get something off my eyes. The girl who jumped on my body slapped my face and tits, pulled my labia until I yelled then pounced on me while some others kept holding me down. I ate her cunt and she also made me suck her ass.
Karen thought all this was funny. She and about 3 others repositioned me so they had my left hand tied to the corner of the head board and my right wrist tied to the corner of the footboard with enough slack in the ropes so they could get my hips to the opposite edge of the bed. Once they achieved that, girls knelt on either side of me and pulled my legs back so I was wide open. Karen orchestrated this. I remember one of them said “now we’re really going to fuck you, bitch.” Both Beth and Imanie used dildos on my cunt. Some girl ground off on my face and kept going until she flooded me with her squirt and cumm. Imanie tried to poke my ass but I screamed. Karen told them to stand aside; she had the strappy on and said she was going to show them how to fuck a white bitch. And she did; she reamed my cunt and did so until I came. I felt my asshole get lubed; fingers go inside me with cool lube, then the strappy poking at my hole. I had this brief moment of relief that Mavis and Katrina had at least showed her how to do this. She started ass fucking me and swatting my cunt at the same time. The comments about fucking a white whore were nonstop. I came again. Before Karen finished with me, though, she slid her fingers in me then eased her fist into my cunt. I yelled. That sent them into orbit with cackles and one girl said I looked like a vanilla Popsicle on a black stick. Karen kept asking me who owned this pussy. Between moans, I said she did.
When she withdrew her hand, I told her I had to piss desperately and probably crap also. She said bullshit we aren’t finished fucking you yet. I begged her; she said piss on the bed but Derita told her no fucking way. They finally untied me and herded me to the bathroom. Karen denied me the commode and told me to get in the tub. It hit me instantly that she hadn’t forgotten a thing she’d seen either at her house when Whitney controlled my toilet habits or at Mavis and Katrina’s. With most of them squeezed into the bathroom, I squatted in the tub and pissed immediately. I told her I probably needed to crap and could I use the commode. She told me to shit in the fucking tub and called me a pig. Embarrassed as hell, I shit. They laughed their asses off. Karen asked Derita if her aunt had any suppositories in the house because she wasn’t going through this crap again. Derita went to look but came back and said no. I breathed a sigh of relief, cleaned myself then cleaned the tub.
The bathroom routine seemed to piss Karen off as if she hadn’t taken a potty break into her plan. When we went back to the bedroom, she pushed me face down on the bed and started telling girls what to do. They tied my hands behind me then put pillows under me until my ass was raised. They pulled me closer to the edge of the bed until my ass was in a good position. She kicked my legs apart and girls tied them to the bed rails. She also blindfolded me; why, I don’t know. I didn’t even understand what I was tied because I sure as hell wasn’t able to go anywhere.
Things got rough. From my perspective, Karen’s dominance of my cunt and ass set off this procession of girls wanting to do the same. They beat my ass with Gawd knows what but definitely a strap and the crop. Whether it was one girl or 10, I have no clue but I was screaming my head off because they were hitting my fucked ass hole and cunt about as much as my buttocks. Karen said to stick something in my mouth to keep me quiet. A girl wadded up a pair of panties and forced them in my mouth. My cunt got fucked almost nonstop and my ass equally as much if not more. Sometimes it was the strappy and other times a vibe or dildo. I know they used the rabbit, too. I don’t know if all the girls fucked me or not. A girl pulled the panties out of my mouth and slid her cunt under my face. I sucked her pussy through several orgasms while the others fucked me to a pulp.
Somehow this wound down. They untied my legs, left my hands tied and dragged me to the main room and threw me over the back of a sofa. Still blindfolded, I ate some girl’s ass then did another girl. The blindfold came loose during this. I saw most of the girls, the ones who weren’t actively fucking or holding me, dancing; doing the shuffle, electric slide and some dances I’m not familiar with. Once in a while a girl would stop dancing, come over, and have me suck her then go back and dance. It was totally party central.
But around 5:00, Derita said they had to stop and get things straightened up before her aunt came home. A girl bitched loudly that she hadn’t been sucked off. Karen said it’s her open damn fault. They argued for a while but it quieted down. They untied me and had me help clean up. There was a huge trash bag of empties. We also changed sheets on the back bed, opened the windows to get the sex smell and cigarette smoke odor out and things like that. I found my clothes and dressed then collected my toys, going through the house twice looking for anything that might have been suspiciously mine. Whatever the relationship or reason is between Derita and her aunt, I have no clue.
We left; me riding back with the same bunch that brought me plus Beth. I was starving. We stopped at a drive through and got burgers, fries and drinks then continued to Karen's and got there about 6:00. Karen allowed me to shower and get the sex stink off me and change my top since that one had cumm goo all over the front. I also put on black tights for warmth. We immediately headed to the football game and parked in some lot next to the school. At that time it was not raining.
Karen, Beth, Erica, Kendra, Mindy had me in tow and we went through the gates and into the stadium; concrete seat type things on both sides of the field. I’d say the crowd was about 50/50 between black and white. The game had already started and was midway into the first quarter. The game meant very little to me but I knew Karen had a thing for me being there. Truthfully I was tired and sore and could have easily slept. She found some of the girls who were at Derita’s and they came over and sat with us. None of them shut up about what happened during the afternoon. People definitely could hear what was being said to the point I was embarrassed. At halftime, Karen led me around introducing me to some other girls and showing me off. She showed one girl my collar and tag. I felt like an object or something she’d won at a raffle. Midway through the third quarter, though, it started seriously raining. Some people headed for cover. The game continued but Karen told Erica, Kendra and Mindy to take me to the car; she and Beth would be there shortly. We went back to the Suburban and Erica cranked up the heater and waited.
Then out of the pouring rain Karen and Beth showed up and opened the back door where I was sitting. They had some girl with them that I didn’t recognize. Very bluntly, Karen said she wanted me to fuck this girl. I was dumbfounded. Karen introduced her as Lucy and showed her my dog tag that said “Karen's bitch.” She told me to pull my tights off and show her my cunt. I hesitated but did it. Karen said they’d been beating and fucking it all afternoon. Lucy said she was not impressed and I was an old cunt. Karen told her to get over it, I was better than anybody she could find, that I had a great body and would fuck. Karen told me to get rid of the jacket, pull my sweater up and show her my tits. I did that and unfastened my bra. Lucy went reached over and squeezed my tits and cunt and said okay. Karen told me to crawl over in the back cargo area. I’m like what the fuck and ended up practically naked in the back of the Suburban. Lucy crawled back there with me and shimmied out of her jeans. I pulled her panties down. She sat against the side of the cargo area and I scrunched down and started eating her. She started going “oh Gawd yes” and told me to keep going. I sucked her, rubbed her clit and rose until she started calling for more. I kept at her until she came. She slumped against the side and said I was worth it and could eat her anytime. She put her panties and jeans back on. I crawled back across the seat and dressed. Lucy slipped out of the car and said I was okay and she’d see us later.
Karen was all smiles and told me nice job, that Lucy is a real bitch and probably jealous that she can’t get a white whore. She told Erica we could go. We eased out of the parking lot and found our way back to Karen’s house. She wanted to know if I could spend the night but I couldn’t. I got my things and told everyone good bye. I left and drove home, getting here around 11:00. I was so tired I didn’t bother to send anyone a note.
I got to Karen’s house around 11:00, noticed another car in the driveway and figured she was not alone. I took my toy bag and went in. Erica, Kendra and a girl named Mindy were there also. I recognized Mindy as one of the girls who watched me at the lunch this week. Karen kissed me and felt me up, including lifting my skirt to palm my bare cunt poking through the slut panties. They chided me which I expected. Karen said we’d go to another girl’s house. Within 10 minutes we left in Erica’s car, a late model Chevy Suburban with tinted windows. I was sandwiched in the middle of the back seat between Kendra and Karen. Karen said we had one stop to make.
Erica turned into a strip mall and parked in front of a pet store. We went in. When I saw them stop in front of the section that had pet collars and leashes I went “ut oh.” They tried various collars on me and after causing as much commotion as they possibly could, selected a red fake leather collar and a 5-foot chain leash with a red leather strap handle. Collared and leashed, they paraded me through the store until Karen found a pet bowl and from there over to the cages. Again she made a big deal out of which one I’d look best in and did it none too quietly. My mind was doing flip flops. They settled on one about the same size as the one I have and the one I gave Karen. I asked why we didn’t use the one she had, and she told me this was for somebody else. Lugging all these things, we headed to the check out, again me being led by the leash. The check out clerk, some goofy middle aged woman, gave us the dumbest looks imaginable. As she scanned the tag on my collar (still on my neck) and leash, she asked what this was all about. I told her it was part of a Halloween costume, to which Karen added, yeah, she's going play the part of the bitch. I paid cash for all this paraphernalia and couldn’t wait to get out of the store. But we didn’t. Instead, Karen led me to a machine that imprints dog tags. She selected a heart shaped tag and I had to use the machine to imprint it with “Karen’s Bitch.”. She attached it and told me to bark. By this time my face was as red as my skirt but I did a barking sound. To say that other people in the store watched this debacle is an understatement. They led me out of the store, Erica pushing a cart with the cage and pet bowl which she loaded in the back of the Suburban. As we drove to where ever, Karen kept playfully fingering the tag and collar. Both she and Kendra had their hands all over me. Karen got cuffs from my bag, had me remove my fleece jacket and cuffed my hands behind me.
Erica drove to Derita’s aunt’s house in a more rural area where there’s not a lot of development and the houses are spaced out along a twisty back road. (Derita is one of the girls who texted me during the week.) Other cars were in the driveway so Erica pulled on the grass and parked next to the garage. Karen jerked me out of the car, carried my toy bag in one hand and pulled me by the leash to the front door. I felt like an idiot, dressed like a slut, hands cuffed behind me and collared and leashed.
Once inside, my heart sank as I counted 10 other girls waiting impatiently. Music was blaring. Karen made a grand announcement about the cunt sucking slut is here and a chorus of cheers and laughter went up. She yanked me from one girl after another and introduced me in the most vulgar way possible. I had this mental flashback to Joan leading me into the coin laundry 2 years ago and I felt more stupid now than I did then. She dragged out this process and made disparaging remarks about me during the introductions. The girls added their own degrading remarks and laughed in my face. I couldn’t recall all the names but I remember Amber and Charene who’d also texted me Monday night and were at the frigging off on Tuesday.
Karen led me back to the kitchen where the girls had the booze and beer. She fixed a brandy and coke poured some of it down my throat then back into the main room. I noticed she collected money from every girl in the house. I have no idea how much though I saw a couple of girls give her what appeared to be $40.00. If that was the standard amount and she charged each girl, then she just made over $500. She dropped the leash and said … come get her.
I about freaked. Without realizing it, throughout the morning, despite what she did, I’d looked to her as my protection. Now she had just turned me over to a pack of she wolves.
Four or five girls were clustered around me at once and the others pushing to get their chance or standing around laughing. My skirt was the first thing to go. The slut panties got a shout out but after about 60 seconds of palming my bare cunt the panties were yanked down and off. Girls had fingers in my cunt and asshole, some kissed me, some spit at me but they started picking me apart. They pulled my sweater partially over my head, undid my bra and left it hanging, but they couldn’t get the sweater all the way off me due to the cuffs. One girl, somewhat heavy set, didn’t let that deter her. She pulled me to the nearest chair, slid her jeans and panties off and pushed my face into her cunt. She talked trash at me and called me every despicable thing in the book. Girls cheered, laughed and urged us on. I ate the girl, didn’t even know her name but she pulled her hairy cunt wide open and kept moving on my tongue until she squirted and came.
Karen unlocked the cuffs. Girls pulled my sweater and bra pulled off and wrestled me to the sofa on my back. Some other half naked girl quickly pulled her panties off and stuck my face in her pussy. I started licking her while some girls opened my legs. Hands were all over my pussy and ass, slapping at me until one of them shoved a dildo in my cunt. Everybody was shouting; I heard “fuck the bitch” a 100 times. Between that and the loud music it was total mayhem. The second girl came and she was immediately replaced by Kendra and I ate her while somebody fucked my cunt.
They decided to take me to a bed and with hands all over me, led me kicking and struggling down the hall to a bedroom. Karen had my toy bag. They pushed me on the bed and took off my heels, leaving me in the mesh hose. A new girl reclined, spread her legs and said come get it. I nestled between her legs and ate her. She squirted. When I finished her another girl jumped on my body. I tried to push her off because I was trying to wipe some squirt residue out of my eyes. She yelled “no fucking way” and some of them extended my arms over my head flat against the mattress and pinned me down. I looked up at them glaring down at me. I was breathing heavily and told them I was just trying to get something off my eyes. The girl who jumped on my body slapped my face and tits, pulled my labia until I yelled then pounced on me while some others kept holding me down. I ate her cunt and she also made me suck her ass.
Karen thought all this was funny. She and about 3 others repositioned me so they had my left hand tied to the corner of the head board and my right wrist tied to the corner of the footboard with enough slack in the ropes so they could get my hips to the opposite edge of the bed. Once they achieved that, girls knelt on either side of me and pulled my legs back so I was wide open. Karen orchestrated this. I remember one of them said “now we’re really going to fuck you, bitch.” Both Beth and Imanie used dildos on my cunt. Some girl ground off on my face and kept going until she flooded me with her squirt and cumm. Imanie tried to poke my ass but I screamed. Karen told them to stand aside; she had the strappy on and said she was going to show them how to fuck a white bitch. And she did; she reamed my cunt and did so until I came. I felt my asshole get lubed; fingers go inside me with cool lube, then the strappy poking at my hole. I had this brief moment of relief that Mavis and Katrina had at least showed her how to do this. She started ass fucking me and swatting my cunt at the same time. The comments about fucking a white whore were nonstop. I came again. Before Karen finished with me, though, she slid her fingers in me then eased her fist into my cunt. I yelled. That sent them into orbit with cackles and one girl said I looked like a vanilla Popsicle on a black stick. Karen kept asking me who owned this pussy. Between moans, I said she did.
When she withdrew her hand, I told her I had to piss desperately and probably crap also. She said bullshit we aren’t finished fucking you yet. I begged her; she said piss on the bed but Derita told her no fucking way. They finally untied me and herded me to the bathroom. Karen denied me the commode and told me to get in the tub. It hit me instantly that she hadn’t forgotten a thing she’d seen either at her house when Whitney controlled my toilet habits or at Mavis and Katrina’s. With most of them squeezed into the bathroom, I squatted in the tub and pissed immediately. I told her I probably needed to crap and could I use the commode. She told me to shit in the fucking tub and called me a pig. Embarrassed as hell, I shit. They laughed their asses off. Karen asked Derita if her aunt had any suppositories in the house because she wasn’t going through this crap again. Derita went to look but came back and said no. I breathed a sigh of relief, cleaned myself then cleaned the tub.
The bathroom routine seemed to piss Karen off as if she hadn’t taken a potty break into her plan. When we went back to the bedroom, she pushed me face down on the bed and started telling girls what to do. They tied my hands behind me then put pillows under me until my ass was raised. They pulled me closer to the edge of the bed until my ass was in a good position. She kicked my legs apart and girls tied them to the bed rails. She also blindfolded me; why, I don’t know. I didn’t even understand what I was tied because I sure as hell wasn’t able to go anywhere.
Things got rough. From my perspective, Karen’s dominance of my cunt and ass set off this procession of girls wanting to do the same. They beat my ass with Gawd knows what but definitely a strap and the crop. Whether it was one girl or 10, I have no clue but I was screaming my head off because they were hitting my fucked ass hole and cunt about as much as my buttocks. Karen said to stick something in my mouth to keep me quiet. A girl wadded up a pair of panties and forced them in my mouth. My cunt got fucked almost nonstop and my ass equally as much if not more. Sometimes it was the strappy and other times a vibe or dildo. I know they used the rabbit, too. I don’t know if all the girls fucked me or not. A girl pulled the panties out of my mouth and slid her cunt under my face. I sucked her pussy through several orgasms while the others fucked me to a pulp.
Somehow this wound down. They untied my legs, left my hands tied and dragged me to the main room and threw me over the back of a sofa. Still blindfolded, I ate some girl’s ass then did another girl. The blindfold came loose during this. I saw most of the girls, the ones who weren’t actively fucking or holding me, dancing; doing the shuffle, electric slide and some dances I’m not familiar with. Once in a while a girl would stop dancing, come over, and have me suck her then go back and dance. It was totally party central.
But around 5:00, Derita said they had to stop and get things straightened up before her aunt came home. A girl bitched loudly that she hadn’t been sucked off. Karen said it’s her open damn fault. They argued for a while but it quieted down. They untied me and had me help clean up. There was a huge trash bag of empties. We also changed sheets on the back bed, opened the windows to get the sex smell and cigarette smoke odor out and things like that. I found my clothes and dressed then collected my toys, going through the house twice looking for anything that might have been suspiciously mine. Whatever the relationship or reason is between Derita and her aunt, I have no clue.
We left; me riding back with the same bunch that brought me plus Beth. I was starving. We stopped at a drive through and got burgers, fries and drinks then continued to Karen's and got there about 6:00. Karen allowed me to shower and get the sex stink off me and change my top since that one had cumm goo all over the front. I also put on black tights for warmth. We immediately headed to the football game and parked in some lot next to the school. At that time it was not raining.
Karen, Beth, Erica, Kendra, Mindy had me in tow and we went through the gates and into the stadium; concrete seat type things on both sides of the field. I’d say the crowd was about 50/50 between black and white. The game had already started and was midway into the first quarter. The game meant very little to me but I knew Karen had a thing for me being there. Truthfully I was tired and sore and could have easily slept. She found some of the girls who were at Derita’s and they came over and sat with us. None of them shut up about what happened during the afternoon. People definitely could hear what was being said to the point I was embarrassed. At halftime, Karen led me around introducing me to some other girls and showing me off. She showed one girl my collar and tag. I felt like an object or something she’d won at a raffle. Midway through the third quarter, though, it started seriously raining. Some people headed for cover. The game continued but Karen told Erica, Kendra and Mindy to take me to the car; she and Beth would be there shortly. We went back to the Suburban and Erica cranked up the heater and waited.
Then out of the pouring rain Karen and Beth showed up and opened the back door where I was sitting. They had some girl with them that I didn’t recognize. Very bluntly, Karen said she wanted me to fuck this girl. I was dumbfounded. Karen introduced her as Lucy and showed her my dog tag that said “Karen's bitch.” She told me to pull my tights off and show her my cunt. I hesitated but did it. Karen said they’d been beating and fucking it all afternoon. Lucy said she was not impressed and I was an old cunt. Karen told her to get over it, I was better than anybody she could find, that I had a great body and would fuck. Karen told me to get rid of the jacket, pull my sweater up and show her my tits. I did that and unfastened my bra. Lucy went reached over and squeezed my tits and cunt and said okay. Karen told me to crawl over in the back cargo area. I’m like what the fuck and ended up practically naked in the back of the Suburban. Lucy crawled back there with me and shimmied out of her jeans. I pulled her panties down. She sat against the side of the cargo area and I scrunched down and started eating her. She started going “oh Gawd yes” and told me to keep going. I sucked her, rubbed her clit and rose until she started calling for more. I kept at her until she came. She slumped against the side and said I was worth it and could eat her anytime. She put her panties and jeans back on. I crawled back across the seat and dressed. Lucy slipped out of the car and said I was okay and she’d see us later.
Karen was all smiles and told me nice job, that Lucy is a real bitch and probably jealous that she can’t get a white whore. She told Erica we could go. We eased out of the parking lot and found our way back to Karen’s house. She wanted to know if I could spend the night but I couldn’t. I got my things and told everyone good bye. I left and drove home, getting here around 11:00. I was so tired I didn’t bother to send anyone a note.
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