Wednesday, May 9, 2012

May 8, 2012: Whitney Reunion

Blog 12 05 08 Whitney and Karen

I went down late morning to see Whitney. Tonya was at work, Karen at school and this is how we needed to reunite after having not seen each other for a couple of months. We were predictable; hugs, kisses and hands all over each other, her whispering in my ear did I miss her and did I want her cunt? I was begging between kisses. I need to interject that she was dressed like a porn queen. A red slinky sheer gown slit up the side that showed everything underneath and every inch of her body that  I craved, red mesh hose and skyscraper heels that allowed her to tower over me by a couple of inches, given the 4” heels I wore.

She had me step back and undress; not in some hurried frenzy but slowly and deliberately removing everything until I got to my thigh highs and heels. Then I crawled to her until I was inhaling and begging. She lifted the hem of the negligee. I wrapped my hands around the back of her thighs and she floated the negligée over me like some diaphanous tent. All of this was while we were still in the downstairs hallway. I made love to her cunt and kept on until she came then scooted around behind her and did the same to her ass. She pushed me down on the carpet and laid over me in a 69. I pushed to negligée aside, ate her again, and fingered her while she worked my cunt until we’d both cumm and her drizzle was oozing down on my mouth.

We lay like that for a long time, nobody saying anything, just melded together like lovers more so than mistress and slut.

Eventually we got up to pee and I went to the kitchen, raided Tonya’s liquor cabinet and mixed vodka and lemonade. We went to the living room, sat and talked forever. She brought me up to date on school then conversation switched to what I’d done with Karen in her absence. I knew Karen had told her lots of things as had I but now she was interested in the juicy details. About 30 minutes into this, Whitney said listening to me talk about his made her horny. She opened her legs, I crawled between her thighs and ate her off again, let her rub her goo across my face and then we continued.

After peeing, she told me about having sex with another girl on campus and that she shared my blog with a couple of girls. She wanted details on the ass party and I gave her everything she wanted, the women and girls pairing off, the fucking and ultimately the browning.  We also discussed your ultimatum about ass fucking every time I was with black girls and we had a deep discussion about how that made me feel. I told her straight how humiliating it was for me to ask for ass fucking and how I felt like a tramp.

She said regardless of how much she enjoyed sex with me, those trampy moments were what she really grooved on, seeing me submit to Karen and her friends. She kissed me and told me to get my bag and the strappy. She lubed me and I got on all fours while she lubed me. Then she made me start begging her to fuck my ass. I told her I was a whore, a slut, all that and had to please my mistresses and owners. Admittedly, I was turned on. She came behind me and slipped the dildo into my cunt and fucked me slowly, then grabbed my hair and fucked my cunt with a vengeance until I came. While I was still recovering she slid the strappy in to my ass and eased it in. she had me do the movements, slowly adjusting the taking it up the ass, as she called it, like a whore. When she finished fucking me and withdrew, she let me pee.

When I returned, she had me get on top of the coffee table and arrange myself on all fours again. She lubed my butt plug and seated it in my ass. She got out chips, dill pickles and dip for the girls. She had me keep my back flat and placed all this on my back, in essence, making me the serving tray. She told me this is how I’d stay until Karen came home and then laughed slightly as she told me Karen was bringing friends. I groaned. She said did I think for a minute she’d pass up the chance to see me used by Karen and friends since it was such a turn on for her. I said no, I wouldn’t deny her that pleasure.

That’s how I was, on all fours, plugged, my fuck goo on my inner thighs and tops of my hose and this snack stuff balanced on my back when Karen came home about 20 minutes later with Erica and Beth.

With the snacks on my back, I felt stupid and somehow more humiliated. Karen and the girls started in on me immediately, first with a ton of verbal abuse then mocking my position or status as a serving tray. They munched on chips, dipped chips then swiped them over me some, played with my ass plug, pulled my nipples, pretended to milk my tits and tried to stick dill pickles in my cunt. They’d even lubed a pickle with dip and fucked me, somewhat clumsily, but enough to get me worked up. Whitney sat on the couch and took this all in as if she was the Queen of Sheba. She told them I’d been ass fucked but really didn’t think I’d had enough. To drive home her point, she had me telling the girls my ass was theirs and needed more.

The girls took the snacks away. Karen pulled the butt plug out and stuck a pickle covered in dip in and out of my ass. It was stupid, teen girl things that made them laugh and made me feel about 2” high, humiliated, but I have to say, I was getting worked up. Karen took the strappy and as fucked me. Erica, naked by this time stood in front of me and had me eat her. Whitney encouraged her to pull my hair and keep my face tight against her cunt and had me tell them how much I love having my hair be a part of my sexual activity. Beth pulled my hair, played with and pulled my jiggling tits until Erica came. The two of them switched places and I sucked off Beth.

Karen continued fucking my ass until I was groaning like a stuck pig. Erica also had a hand on my clit and I came again. At that point, they pulled me of the table and positioned me on my back in the floor. Karen, who had given the strappy to Beth, sat on my face and had me licking her. Beth took over ass fucking me and slapping my cunt. Beth and Erica switched off but Karen hogged my mouth on her pussy until she’d been through multiple orgasms and left me messy. If not for Whitney insisting that Erica and Beth have a turn, I don’t think Karen would have budged. They rolled me around on the floor in one position or the other until they’d all had fun spanking my pussy and ass and I’d sucked them some more including each girl’s ass.

Whitney orchestrated a merciful conclusion to this and had each of the girls fuck my ass one more time and spank me at the same time. By then my ass was somewhere between raw and numb. Karen and the girls would have continued it half the night.   When I stood and tried to walk I wobbled like some kids toy.

Beth and Erica left. I cleaned the living room mess up them showered the stink off me. Whitney expects more of this and with more of Karen's friends, that much is clear. I’ve promised her that I’ll be there whenever she wants.

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