Oct 30, 2012: Karens Friend, Monica

Karen called me this morning to inform me she had a woman lined up for me to fuck and the woman would pay her $100. I was like, “huh?” I protested and said she can’t do this without some kind of prior coordination, at least from Molly or someone. Karen said she’s an owner and she has every right to do it, etc. I texted Molly; she was blunt and said it’s no big deal, go fuck.

Karen gave me a phone number and told me to confirm and get my ass busy. All I had to do was fuck for a couple of hours, she and the woman had a deal about the money.

I called this woman, Monica. She was expecting my call, bad mouthed me a little bit and told me where she lived.

I showered, dressed and all that, grabbed my bag and left. I got to her place around 12:30, a modest house in a typical subdivision built about 30-40 years ago. Shes not too far from Karen.

Monica is about mid 30ish, my height, slightly chunky, straightened hair, and as I’d find out quickly, pendulous boobs, thick waist, a hairy bush and sumptuous hips and thighs.  She asked if I wanted a drink but before I could answer, shoved a beer in my hand. she asked what my relationship was to Karen; I stumbled through that one and finally admitted I’m her slut.

I asked how she knew Karen. She did not elaborate other than to say they had a business deal. She asked what was in my bag; I told her. She rummaged through the toy bag and laughed then asked me if I was going to undress or would she have to rip my clothes off.

I asked if she wanted me to undress here or back in the bedroom. She said take them off here (kitchen) so I started undressing. She watched. I paused at bra panties hose and heels but she said “everything, bitch”. I stripped totally naked while she badmouthed me until hell wouldn’t have it and I felt about 2 inches tall.

By then she’d found things in my bag, she used handcuffs and locked my hands together behind me then forced my red ball gag into my mouth and strapped it behind my head. She slapped my cheeks me and told me this was fun.

She finished the beer and idly stared at me. Even though she's a big framed woman, she excited me. She had on tight jeans, a low cut red sweater and black flats. Looking at her and comparing her to my nude body heightened my submissiveness. I felt like a prisoner inside her home; naked, bound, gagged and drooling. She went to the refrigerator and got another beer. I was scared; not exactly afraid of her, just shaking from her having this much control so quickly.

She told me my pussy was wet. I cringed; I knew it and nodded back at her. In the process, I drooled all over myself. She cursed me and twisted my nipples, bit them then slid fingers into my cunt. She fingered me roughly and said I was an easy piece of shit, white trash and a fool. She figured out quickly that verbal got all over me and dished out insult after insult. Listening to her degrade me put me into one of those strange funks. Her fingers were still in my cunt and she began pumping them in and out of me more rapidly until I was groaning and leaning back against the kitchen counter for support. She’d finger me hard then stop, pull my nipples then start again. I knew she was toying with me, testing me. it didn’t take long until I was right at the verge of an orgasm. She could tell. She started dirty talking me again about being a whore; that she’d paid money for me and I was going to suck her snatch and lick her ass. I lost it and came.

She told me I had no self-control or self-respect.  She pushed me towards the short hallway and into her bedroom. She undressed then removed my gag. Gobs of my saliva rolled onto my breasts. She grabbed my hair and forced my face into her cunt. I started eating her. I lingered over her cunt, tonguing her pussy, munching her lips, flicking her clit. She would say things like be a good bitch; get that whore tongue in there, make momma feel good. She pulled me up so I could suck her nipples until she forced my face back to her cunt.

She pushed me down on her bed and pressed her cunt against my face. I licked and nibbled her until she came. She grabbed my hair harder and pulled my face back, told me I was good and she wanted more. I nodded and licked her off again. She pulled my face back; this time she spit in my face and cursed me. She turned around, pouched her ass back and spread her cheeks. I stared straight into her puckered hole. I could smell her musk. Then she lowered and I started ass sucking her while she cooed and moaned.

She got up to piss, came back and told me she had time to fuck me before her kids got home from school. I asked to piss first. she let me; I did so with my hands cuffed. When I came back into her bedroom, she had my strappy around her huge hips.  She pushed me over the end of her dresser, face down and legs apart. She cursed me, called me a dumb ass white bitch and pushed the girl cock into my cunt. She was reasonable for about 10-12 strokes then she just started ramming me. She asked if it hurt, I said it did. She didn’t respond but instead moved me from her dresser to her bed and had me lie on my back with my legs up. She slid back in me and fucked me harder. I could see her face and knew she was really into it. She slapped my tits and fucked me until I was groaning.

She stopped and told me her kids would be home in a couple of minutes. She removed the cuffs, had me kiss her cunt before she dressed. I had to dash back out to the kitchen to get my clothes and I barely made it back to her bedroom before her kids came home.

After I dressed, I had to hang out in her bedroom while she chatted with her kids. When she distracted them, she had me slip out of the bedroom and out the back door. I slinked down the side of her house and to my car parked in the street.

I called Karen to let her know things seemed to go well. She seemed happy but said she needs a few more hundred and not to make too many plans this weekend.

 

Oct 19, 2012: Molly, Whitney and Karen

As soon as Molly got home from classes late Friday morning, she barked a few orders at me, loaded me in the car and we drove south, presumably to see Karen. What I didn't know was that Whitney was home for the weekend. When I saw her car in the driveway, I was totally surprised. We kissed and hugged then went to the living room.

Whitney scolded me about being her little sister’s slut and both she and Molly gave me nonstop verbal about this. They also got me in a twisted mindset and admit that I was turned on by what happened that weekend.  

Whitney was in rare form. She threw some zingers at me, that showing my pussy was expected behavior, my saggy tits best used for fun bags and verbal humiliation that would upset most women deeply turned me on. Also among girls in the black community it’s common knowledge that guilt, embarrassment, humiliation and degradation enhance my arousal, and allow them more freedom over me, the more taboo, the stronger my passion; the more control they can exert, the better.

Molly chimed in on this as well. She threw out how my behavior around Cristal was incorrigible, how I’d been Cristal’s pet, and a party fuck for most of Molly's friends over the summer.

I sat there fully clothed, squirmed and took it. When they’d make comments that I needed to be put in my place, stripped naked, tied and gagged then humiliated, dominated and controlled, I’d admit everything and deny nothing.

Whitney said Karen should be home any minute and wouldn’t it be cute if I was masturbating when she walked in. Without undressing, they told me begin.

I was playing with myself under my clothes when Karen got home. Instead of pausing to greet her, they had me continue frigging and also repeat what we’d talked about. Karen added her own wicked comments about my behavior. They mutually decided I should probably undress while I frigged. So with one hand almost never leaving my cunt and remaining seated in the chair, at their commands I removed my top, my bra, then my skirt but not the panties. They spaced this over probably about 10 minutes. With my legs wide, hips scooted forward and my hand inside my panties, I kept playing with myself until I was at the edge and told them so. 

They denied permission, kept talking among themselves (as if I wasn’t in the room) and concluded another whore weekend would be a great idea. They kicked around several thoughts but decided they’d take me to some halfway decent motel suit for a weekend, nothing too elaborate, take my clothes, and invite girls Karen knows and their friends to stop by and fuck. Time wise, they decided the next weekend Whitney comes home which she plans to do either next weekend or the following weekend. All of them could hang out, monitor the situation and enjoy the experience. It would be a low-level version of what Tisha did a couple of summers ago. Molly also added Stephanie to the mix.

I heard every word of this, had moaned in angst a dozen times. They denied me a cumm until they talked through this and had me tell them “yes, I’d do it” a dozen times. They had me pull the panties aside and gave me permission. With them yelling whore at me, I came and squirted in a blinding flash that left me shaking and limp in the chair.

When my shame and orgasm subsided, we went to Whitney’s room. I undressed them. One by one, I sucked tits, pussy, and licked clits, tongued asses and listened to more iterations of this upcoming weekend.  We moved to a combination of things, me on my back, hips at the edge of the bed and the three of them taking turns fucking me while another straddled my face.  

We finished before Tonja got home. Molly and Whitney are talking about Tonja meeting Sheryl. I do not know the details, however.

Oct 5-8, 2012: Weekend as Karen's "Ho"

During the preceding week, Karen and I talked about getting sometime over the weekend of the 5th. I’d also discussed it briefly with Molly. However, what I did not know was that Molly and Karen were discussing things in private that were far more definitive. Around 1:30 on Friday, Molly informed me we were going to Karen's. I showered, dressed in a mini, bra, panties, mini, blouse that buttoned down the front, black garter belt and dark hose and black heels. Molly told me to bring my bag and extra hose. Stephanie came by and the three of us left around 2:30. 

Erica and Karen were waiting. Molly and Karen talk in private. Erica took me to Karen's bedroom and fucked me while Stephanie watched.

Molly and Karen soon joined us and announced that I’m Karen’s through the weekend or longer so she can whore me out and make some money. I thought she was kidding, not so much the money part but staying through the weekend was a complete surprise.

Karen had this unmistakable happy look and told me to start my ho practice by eating her pussy. While I sucked her she boasted that she’d talked me around the black community and intended to make some serious cash. I didn’t take her seriously but later found out she was right on. After more taunting, she draped me over the end of the dresser, pulled my hair and fucked my cunt with my strappy while the rest of them watched. Molly said it was interesting to see black girls fuck me as if I was nothing. That and other verbal bantering back and forth between them was intimidating but it became clear to me Karen was eating up this opportunity.

Beth, Derita, Cici and another girl I’d seen, Shanay, came over sometime around 5:00. Molly and Stephanie met them and seemed cool. Molly insisted that I fuck the four of them for her pleasure and over probably the next hour or so, I ended up eating the four of them. Karen ordered pizzas, which I paid for. While we scoffed down all the pizza and fucked, Karen got a phone call that she took in private. When she came back, she told everybody things were rolling. I asked about Tonya but Karen said she wouldn’t be here. There was no explanation.

Within a few minutes, two black gals, Tami and Jada, both probably in their mid-20’s, showed up. To put it mildly Tami is big as a house and Jada wasn’t too far behind. Both of them, Karen and I went into another room. They checked me out and talked with Karen. Jada appeared disappointed and said she thought I’d be younger; but Tami said if I sucked pussy, age didn’t matter though she didn’t seem overly excited about me.

They drank some beer and ate pizza. Around dark, 7:30ish they said we were going over to Tami’s house. Molly said she and Stephanie were leaving and told me I’d get home eventually, no promises how or when. Karen gave Molly some money, I don’t know how much. Molly told Karen to enjoy me and left. I felt a twinge of apprehension; I just dealt with it.

Karen, Tami, and Jada and I left in Jada’s car to go to Tami’s. Erica followed with the rest of Karen's friends. I was in the back seat with Tami. She began checking me out, roughly palming my cunt and squeezing my tits. We stopped at a liquor store; Jada went in to buy which gave Tami more time to maul me and pull me around but getting to her pussy was impossible due to her girth and the cramped back seat. There is no doubt in my mind she outweighed me by at least 100 pounds. Jada came back to the car and we drove to their apartment over a storefront. We walked down some crummy alley and up the back stairs into their spacious but messy apartment.  

After downing a couple of drinks, Tami didn’t like having Karen's friends there and told them to leave. Karen bargained that Erica stayed; the rest would go. Tami argued but agreed. Erica did leave briefly to drive Beth, Cici, Shanay and Derita back to Karen's to pick up their car then she returned to Tami’s. FYI, Erica is a very strong willed and can hold her own against anybody.

Tami was ready to get started and we went into a bedroom. Karen demanded money up front. Tami demanded to see what she was getting. Karen told me to undress. Based on Tami and Jada’s earlier snippy comments and uncertain attitude, I played it seductively, slowly stripping and murmuring that I’d be their whore. Karen said I was no b/s. when I pulled my panties off Karen said they could own that pussy. Tami and Jada mellowed, thought I had a good body (this coming from two women who were fat as pigs) and handed Karen some cash. Karen and Erica left the room.

Tami squeezed me until I thought I’d break in two. She threw me on the bed, halfway undressed and pounced on me. I worked through her rolls of flesh until she smashed her pussy against me. She was musky, thoroughly demanding and uncompromising. I ate her, gasped for breath several times but did what she wanted. Jada in the meantime yanked my skirt and panties off. One or both of them clawed at me, shoved fingers in me and took control of my cunt.

Transitioning from Tami to Jada was more of a back and forth type thing. I’d be face down in Jada’s pussy and Tami would grab my hair and shove into hers. They’d mouth off, curse me, then bitch and pull me back and forth. There was little passion in this; it was mainly just rote, functional sex. Except for an occasional pee break or a drink refill, it was nonstop until the bedroom reeked of sweat and sex. Both of them took my cunt with the strappy. Once when I went to refill their drinks, they followed me, Tami picked me up, slammed me face down across the kitchen table and ass fucked me.

I immediately made the comparison that Karen hooked up with an older crowd, probably because it’s a better source of money for what she had in mind. How she connected with these people wasn’t evident at this point, though it came into focus later. She is a high school senior in some type of joint study and work curriculum, school half the time and work part time in some specific field, in Karen's case, merchandising with a company that distributes afro beauty supplies. Tami is a full time employee there and Jada, her roomie.

We fucked all Friday night and into the wee hours of the morning when they finally wore down and went to sleep. I slept on Tami’s bed. Sometime during the night, Karen and Erica left.

Saturday morning, Jada went to a donut shop and got coffee and donuts (what else.) I fucked Tami again while she was gone. Karen called my cell and said she’d be by to pick me up around noon. I showered.  

When she arrived, she gave me fresh clothes from Tonya’s wardrobe and told me to change. She drove me to my next appointment … a quiet neighborhood, a neat as a pin small brick house. I felt like I was making house calls.  A middle-aged black woman, Sarine, greeted us at the door.  We had brief introductions and went inside. Sarine’s niece, Makita, 22, and a friend of somebody Karen knows, set this up as a birthday gift for her aunt.  Even though Sarine knew it was coming, right off the bat this was slightly weird. Karen left me. Weird became awkward.  However, Sarine seemed pleased that I was not just some crack junkie whore but had a brain as well as a pussy. She’s fairly tall, slender, toned and quiet.

Sarine had a touch of class and treated me warmly. We talked and consumed almost a bottle of wine and nibbled at some fruit. She’s never had a white woman but enjoyed infrequent sexual relationships with black women. Her biggest fantasy is to have a white woman at her feet; she made that crystal clear. I told her I was hers. Sarine had minimal interest in me undressing initially. We moved to her small living room and I slipped to the floor when she sat on the sofa. Her feet were beautiful, pedicured perfectly, delicate toes and the strappy black sandals added to the enticement. I removed the sandals and slid to the floor on my back, took her feet to my face and slowly licked, sucked, kissed and rubbed her feet until she was moaning. I undressed. She stood on me in her bare feet, feet on my mons, between my breasts, rubbed the sole of one foot over my cunt then had me uck her toes again. We left the living room for her bedroom. I undressed her and resumed sucking her toes, licking her soles, licking up her legs to her pussy and ass. There were no toys, no ropes, paddles, nothing, just naked bodies and my mouth all over her. I brought her off twice though she doesn’t have intense orgasms but they’re there.

She did some role-play with me as her cleaning maid crawling nude on hands and knees cleaning her floors. After watching me do that, she had me back at her feet, cleaning then again and then moving to suck her breasts, her pussy and finally kissing her ass. I can’t connect all the dots in her head yet, but there seems to be a strong connection between feet, floors and sex. Weird.

Later in the afternoon, Makita, the niece joined us. There is no doubt they’ve had sex before. We had an interesting 3-way, me eating Makita and fingering Sarine while they kissed, them me sucking Sarine's pussy and ass while she ate her niece. This was good sex.  

Saturday night. Karen and Erica picked me up around 7:00. After a stop at a deli for food and party supplies and a liquor store for essentials, she drove to an all-suite hotel. What I didn’t know was that while I was with Sarine, Karen was busy with my credit card making a reservation here in my name and buying some cheesy lingerie she wanted me to wear tonight. I checked in then went to the room. We ate then I sucked off both of them. Karen gave me two fleet enema bottles and told me I’d better get ready.  I used both of them. After a shower, she gave me the lingerie she’d bought; a lacy bra and thong panties set (black trimmed in silver) and black thigh high fishnets. With my red heels, I looked rather trampy. She added my collar, the one with the heart shaped tag imprinted with “Karen’s Bitch” she made almost a year ago.

We fixed another drink, Karen's cell buzzed several times. She took me to the bedroom of the suite, cuffed my hands in leather cuffs behind me and tied my ankles together. In a few minutes, I heard people arriving, drinks poured and the cacophony of excited black female voices. Over the dim of this constant jiving and them calling each other “whore, bitch and nigga”, I heard Karen demanding everybody pay. She came into the bedroom, added a stretchy blindfold over my eyes, snapped the leash on the collar then untied my ankles.

She slowly led me into the main room. Blindfolded and cuffed, I stumbled after her and into an echo chamber of slurred shouts. I didn’t know if there were 5 or 50 there. Karen told them I was her sex slave. I remember her shouting out if any of you bitches read the damn blog. Some of them had because I heard instant feedback about one event or another.    

They began feeling me up and giving me dirty talk. Karen gave them the quick and dirty rundown about me. She bragged about how she’s humiliated me when she was 14 and I was stinking of piss and tied in her grandma’s cellar. She went on about how I’m hooked on serving her friends and submitting to teens. She made me say things about being her bitch; she fingered the tag and laughed. Then she pulled my bra down enough to expose my tits, then lowered my panties just enough to expose my cunt. I shivered.

She had me confess that I got off on black women seeing me displayed like this and abusing me like a whore. Worse yet, she had me admit that I was a fool for ass fucking when I saw black women. As she talked about me to them, she kept spitting on my face and tits and raking her nails across my cunt and thighs. She got a crop and slapped my cunt. I was drifting into a submissive funk and the girls making fun of me intensified the rush. I was in a bad way. I knew I needed this. It’d been forever and my cunt was on fire.

Karen yanked my panties off, fingered my sopping wet cunt then hit it harder with the crop a few times. She fingered me again and I came. I swear I couldn’t help it. I was embarrassed.  

Within seconds, they were all over me. Some hairy cunt was in my face and I started licking her while some girls opened my legs. Hands were all over my pussy and ass in an uncoordinated swarm of girls bitching, shoving and cursing at each other. I’d get a pussy or a tit shoved at my mouth but somebody else would try to wiggle theirs in. They pushed me to my knees and started rubbing against my face while they insulted me.

Karen pulled the blindfold off and I couldn’t believe what I saw. All of this commotion came from only four black women who appeared to be about as ghetto as they come. I met Carmela, 23, a total big booty, huge tit trash talking ghetto momma; Ama, a muscular street slut who told me straight out she’s into fighting and whipping bitches ass. Another gal, Zana, 30’s said she’s da coolest nigga bitch I’d ever fuck. The 4^th gal was Pinkie, 30ish, pierced cheeks, dyed pink hair and pink panties that said “smoking hot ass” right across her bubble butt.  Only Carmela and Ama knew each other before tonight but all of them constantly tried to outdo each other. Karen advertised me as a “white bitch available to serve black sisters” and they meant to prove it.

After bragging about how tough they were, they dragged me to the sofa and started teasing me about which of their pussies did I want to suck first. I didn’t have to answer because Ama, probably the meanest of the bunch settled her cunt over me and nobody challenged her. Ama has one of the biggest pussies I’ve ever seen and it reminds me of Ophelia’s huge cunt. One by one, I licked my way through all four of them while Karen and Erica watched.  

If I related things hour by hour, this summary would go on forever so let me hit some highlights. Some things were predictable; while I sucked one, one of the others would be probing my cunt. Someone had the strappy on and began fucking my cunt. I sucked all four of them repeatedly.  

They went through my toy bag item by item. Zana loved clamps. She put clamps, weights, mousetraps and clothespins all over me, not just nipples and labia but earlobes, around my tits, down my sides and inner thighs and my tongue and lips. After parading me around and beating me until some of the clamps fell off, they experimented with clamps others never use, like the rubber coated alligator clamps and little plastic snappy ones that are far worse than an ordinary clothespin.

They had me standing in the bathroom with my hands tied overhead to the shower rod. They lined each labia with the little plastic pins and had the alligator clamps on my nipples and added as much weight as possible then spanked me. It was excruciating. When they got bored with that, they’d raise one leg out to the side, leaving me balanced on one leg and whip my cunt. That was probably the worst pain. It was as if they really didn’t have a purpose other than to see what I could take.

They untied me and we came back to the sofa. They were all naked and knelt side by side on the sofa. I knelt behind them, started at one end with Carmela and worked my way down the line, sucking ass, one after the other. I even did Erica and Karen.

Carmela was the only one who brought her own toys. She had a black lifelike cock that must have been 15-18 inches long, thick, and had a squeeze bulb to inflate it even more, a thick purple gel u-shaped dildo with cock heads on both ends that could fuck both holes at the same time, a set of anal beads and another black cock-shaped inflatable butt plug. She used all of them in me throughout the evening. The worst was the 15-18” inflatable cock.

They placed me on the floor on my shoulders and knees, ass well up in the air, and tied my wrists to my ankles. They fucked my cunt with strappy’s and dildos, including the 15” inflatable cock thing. Ama was able to ease her hand into my cunt and kept it there while I sucked Pinkie’s cunt.

They focused on my ass and started with the anal beads, then used the U-shaped device to fuck both holes. Carmela lubed me and slid the shorter inflatable cock up my ass then pumped it up until they stretched my hole out.  She left it in me while I continued to suck pussy. Then she released the pressure, removed it and replaced it with the 15-18” monster. I felt it sliding farther than anything else has been, or so it seemed. She inflated it and I thought I’d pass out. She’d work it in a little more, fuck me some then she pulled it out. They said my hole was wide open and begging for more.

She tried to slide her hand up my ass. I tightened up and screamed that her hand was too big. She said I wasn’t a real whore yet. Zana insisted she could since she had smaller hands. She started pushing in and again I screamed. It didn’t faze her and she eased it in me. Zana told me I was a slut popsicle. I cried and tried to absorb this unsettled feeling, knowing her fist had to pass back through my ring to come out. That really freaked me. I also pissed on the floor from the pressure.

They also got into the pissing but it was more of a middle of the night thing around 2:00 in the morning before they either were tired or passed out.

This lasted through Sunday morning. I was a wreck and sore as I’ve ever been. We left around 1:00. I was supposed to see another black gal that afternoon but we had to cancel. I was too used up and Karen decided the woman wouldn’t get her money’s worth.

Instead, Karen took me back to her house. Tonya was there. We hugged, went to the kitchen, fixed crown royal and coke and exchanged small talk. Karen went to her room to grab some sleep. Tonya halfway apologized for Karen's outlandish behavior with me and the money thing.  I told her I didn’t blame Karen; that she was just seizing the opportunity and taking advantage of my weakness. After a few drinks, I was on my knees pulling her panties aside and licking her pussy. We ended up in her bedroom, me between her thighs licking her off.

I fell asleep on Tonya’s bed. When I woke up around 10:00 Sunday night, Karen had me tell her mom about my weekend experience. Tonya was shocked. Karen insisted that we fuck because she wanted to watch us. I couldn’t take any penetration so Tonya sucked me off in front of Karen. I, in turn, frigged Tonya off. As weird as it sounds, I got turned on. I told Karen I wanted her. I crawled to her, undressed her and sucked her pussy off then tongued her ass. I told her I loved what she did to me this weekend. (keep in mind my body was a mess, fucked out, some beating marks, a well whipped cunt, my nipples raw, etc.) but I asked her to fuck me in front of her mother so she’d know I had no hard feelings about the weekend. Karen didn’t hesitate. She took the strappy to my cunt and fucked me while I confessed to Tonya how much I loved being her daughters whore and I would do it again. I was out of my head and had a marvelous orgasm.

I hugged Karen, thanked her and hoped she and Molly could work things out to do this again. I slept with Tonya that night but there was no sex. Monday morning, Karen left for school, Tonya to work and I returned to bed and slept until around 11:00 when Molly came to pick me up.