Monday, February 10, 2014

Jan 17-18, 2014: Friday and Saturday night


Friday, January 17. Karen and Tonja.  

I met Karen midafternoon at her house. Before I even undressed, she had me on my knees begging for her pussy. After a barrage of affirmations that I was hers, I removed her jeans and kissed her pussy then we went upstairs to her bedroom. Recently, she moved into Tonja's bedroom and  moved Tonja into her old room.  Her rationale is her mom will probably be moving out anyway when she gets married this spring. What happens to the house after that is unclear. Once in her bedroom, I undressed and got on all fours. Karen put her collar on me and led me around before coming behind me and fucking me. For probably the next hour, she fucked my cunt, mouth and ass and I ate her. 

Tonja came home around five. Her mood was much as it's been the past few times I've seen her, she's focused on her upcoming marriage and isn't the active participant she used to be. However, Karen had her strip and lie on the floor then ordered me to eat her. That morphed into a 69 with me underneath her while Karen badmouthed us about being two old lady sluts. Then Karen fucked her mom’s pussy and ass until she cried. Tonja's cell phone rang several times during this episode, the calls coming from her fiancé. Though she pleaded to answer the calls since she was supposed to meet her fiancé for dinner and was late, Karen wouldn't allow it unless she agreed to tell him her daughter was fucking her ass. Tonja wouldn't do it so Karen kept fucking her until around 8:00. Karen made her dress without cleaning up, denied her panties, plugged her butt and told her to get her fat ass out of the house and not to come back the entire weekend. 

I wanted to help Tonja since she was so distraught but Karen told me not to say another word or my time with her would be that much more humiliating. I sat there quietly and watched this humiliation until she left.

Saturday, January 18.

Karen told me that evening she planned to whore me out to her supervisor, a black woman named Bettina and two other coworkers, both of whom were black women. Throughout the day she kept me naked and concocted various scenarios, from mild to wild, about how they'd use me. She debated how I'd be dressed and alternated between taking me there naked or dressed in various ways and let them rip my clothes off. She made it clear these three women were paying for the privilege of using me and I'd better be at my best. Needless to say, I was edgy. None of this kept her from fucking me when she felt like it throughout the day. 

That evening she dressed me in a yellow spandex micro mini from her stash (way too tight). From Tonya's closet, she selected a sheer purple panty and mesh bra, a black sheer blouse plus one of her garter belts and black seamed hose. With the exception of Karen’s outrageous skirt and my stiletto heels, everything else belonged to Tonya. The skirt, if you can even call it that, was so short it didn't even clover the last inch or two of my lower butt cheeks. The outfit reeked of slut. I wore a coat since the weather was miserable and cold. We left around 9:00 and did not take any toys other than a strappy.

When we arrived at Bettina's, a small brick house undistinguishable from the other small brick houses in the neighborhood, Karen snapped a collar and leash on me and led me inside, pulled my coat off me and led me back to a small family room where the three women were. The room reeked of weed and booze and they obviously were well on their way to euphoria. They greeted me with racial slurs and mocking laughter that turned into shouts. She introduced me to Bettina, her supervisor, and two other coworkers, Inez and LaCassie, then led me to Bettina and handed her the leash. It got worse from there; racial and sexual insults, grabbing, spitting and laughing until I felt about two inches tall. Bettina got in my face and told me she'd never had a white woman before and neither had the other two. She ripped the blouse off me and removed my bra so she could see my tits and crammed her hand down the front of my panties and squeezed my cunt then had me remove the skirt and thong. The thong disappeared into the pocket of her jeans. With all "my goodies" (as they called it) exposed and a few choice words about my body, Bettina led me back to her bedroom and told the "other bitches" they'd have to wait their turn.

She slammed the door and told me to undress her. While I did, she spouted more ghetto talk about white bitches. She's full figured, huge boobs and coal black aureole, sumptuous ass and thighs, not too much of a waistline and a full bush. She was on me in a flash, pressed me down on the bed, plopped her pussy over my face and told me to get my white tongue in her "nigga cunt". She had one hand on the leash, the other in my hair and had me milking her tits while I ate her. I'd eat her, suck her nipples, milk her tits, rub her asshole and finger it ... whatever she wanted until she screamed, bounced up and down on my face and came. It didn't stop there; she led me through this until she came again then had me lick her goo out of her matted bush and suck her ass while she cursed me. She shouted it to Inez to bring her a damn drink and one for the cunt-sucking whore. 

Inez stayed in the room and undressed while Bettina ground her pussy off on my thigh. After her third orgasm, she turned me over to Inez who was more sedate or perhaps more drunk. She just laid there and had me kneel between her legs and suck her. Cassie came in, stood by the bed and bitched at Inez to hurry up and come; she wanted her turn and was tired of waiting. I finally used my fingers to bring Inez to orgasm.

Cassie literally pulled Inez off the bed and tossed her to the floor, then climbed on top of me. I helped her out of her jeans and panties. After I kissed her trimmed pussy for a while, she decided she wanted the rest of her clothes off to get what she called the full treatment. I removed her shirt and bra. She leaned against the headboard and cradled me in her lap so I could suck her tits and play with her hair until she wanted something different. She got on all fours, stuck her ass back at me, told me to get my mouth on her pussy and my nose against her ass and suck her while I played with her clit. I did what she wanted; she kept murmuring about what a whore I was. I kept sucking her pussy until she came. She had me finger her and kiss her ass. When she'd cumm again, she got rough with me; mauled my tits, squeezed my cunt and slapped my ass as she'd tossed me around and bear hugged me. She called me a damn white trash whore and spanked my ass, stuck her fingers in my ass and cunt before settling her cunt over my face.  She told me she was my black mama and ground off on my face. I thought she'd settle down but she grabbed my hair, pressed my mouth against her pussy and told me she wanted more. Bettina yelled back to ask WTF were we doing in there. Eventually she and Karen came in the bedroom and told her not to wear me out. I think Cassie had about five orgasms. 

Bettina, Karen and Cassie took me back to the family room. We left Inez passed out on the floor. I fixed the three of them drinks and one for myself. The interlude didn't last long. Bettina spied the strappy we brought over, put it on and strutted around so the dildo dangled lewdly back and forth. She'd stand in front of me and yelled, "hey white girl, you was this?" She had me suck it for a while then pushed me across the end of the sofa. She briefly fucked my cunt before poking it against my asshole. I asked for some lube, which pissed her off. She mouthed off to Karen why some white whore thought she needed lube. I looked at Karen but she laughed and said they paid for you so it's up to them. Ghetto talk flew back and forth between the three of them faster than I could comprehend until they reached some decision. Karen said I'd get the lube but it'd cost me. I thanked her and told Bettina and Cassie I was theirs. Cassie said you damn right you are! 

They lubed my ass and the dildo with cooking oil then dragged me to the kitchen table and forced me face down across it. Bettina pulled my hips back, slid the strappy into my ass and began fucking. I groaned. Karen pulled the belt out of her jeans and told Bettina to beat my ass, that I was a masochist and not to feel sorry for me because I deserved this. Bettina whipped the hell out of my ass while she fucked me to her hearts content, laughing and shouting all the time.  When she finished, Cassie donned the strappy and did the same and used the belt on my now well-beaten ass. She also flicked my clit a few times. Bettina leaned across the table, got right in my face again and asked me if I was going to cumm. I nodded. She told me not to. I nodded back. Cassie laughed and said she wanted to see the bitch get off. She told me to roll over on my back. I did, hips on the edge of the table, legs dangling over the side. She slid the strappy back into my cunt. Bettina straddled my face and had me suck her again while Cassie pounded my cunt until I came. 

I was still lying on the table when Inez staggered back into the room. She plopped on the sofa and said it was past midnight and she had to get home because her baby sitter had to go home. 

Obviously, she was in no condition to drive. After a confused debate about how to get Inez home, I knew I was the only sober one and said I'd drive her home. Cassie bitched at Inez that she should have done what she did; her toddler was asleep in Bettina's spare bedroom. I shook my head at how crazy this would have gotten if the kid came wandering out. 

With the exception of Karen's skirt, my clothes were ripped and torn or had been taken as souvenirs so I put on my coat and convinced Karen this was the best alternative. I thanked Bettina and Cassie and promised I'd see them again. Karen and I poured Inez into the back seat of Karen’s car. I drove. We got Inez home and into her bed. She was too drunk to find cash to pay the sitter so I paid her then Karen and I took her home. 

Back at Karen’s, before we both crashed, she told me I'd probably see these women again which didn't surprise me. Karen said the evening ended before it should but everybody got their money’s worth.

 

 

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