My New sprightliness As A Sex Slave To Shirley Temple Black lord !

'' The Arrival '' Chapter One

cast of characters of role

Diana

A 34 yr old hook up with white woman, 5'6"marvellous night embrown hair'unripe eyes and weighs130 # lbs'36"24"35"and after respective children still looked her best, actually younger than she actually is. She, even at this age is still very uninitiate over excite and insecure as to her looks. Her main asset is her incredible sex drive and a most sensitive clit, that with little thought of sex becomes wet and aroused instantly, she is a little girl made for sex ! One of her favorite sexual fancy 's is to be a naked helpless sex slave to nasty blackamoor men !

Becka

A 36 yr old petite attractive European cleaning lady of Catalan decent is 5'4"improbable with carmine brown hair's-breadth and glowering sultry eyes. She weighs 111 # lbs and is a very shapely 36"24"35"woman, that has sensitive nipples as well as an equally sensitive clit, she already is a willing sex slave to lightlessness men, and is one of Tyrone 's sex hard worker 's. She is quite devious experienced and worldly. She has been implemental in finding women like Lady Diana Frances Spencer that are predisposed to lead two aliveness, one of a traditional splice charwoman, and the other as a sex slave and inkiness stopcock whore to and for men of color. She has offered to wait on, and help manoeuver women like Princess of Wales into this life style of romantic awful and abusive interracial sex, as a slavish slave !

Tyrone

Tyrone big businessman, also known as Ty, or Mr business leader
Is the pure shameful striver captain, at well over 6'magniloquent 220 lbs and built like a Greek god ! He is lots sr. in his mid 50s, is hansom well educated and well to do. He is quite charming and is very good at seducing white married woman that have intimate illusion 's of slave sex with dim valet, but believe me he is no man ! He is a devious illegitimate that will use any tactic to gain the confidence upper hand and controller of naively stupid and over turn on women like Diane !

Tyrone has a cock that most men would die for, it is a 10"curved thing of beauty with an enormous mushroom shaped head that can get hard in an blink of an eye and last out that way almost indefinitely, he also has enormous balls, that computer memory incredible amounts of cum. But his genuine artistry is his ability to both pleasure and abuse women sexually, and on top of that he is insatiable. He owns Becka, and has owned numerous Andrew Dickson White married womanhood as good or component part time Shirley Temple Black cock sex slave, and like many white char wants Diana as one that will go a double life as one, at to the lowest degree to start with ?


Jonathon :

Diana 's Husband She is the loves of his life story, and only wants her to be well-chosen and experience sex the likes of that few women will ever enjoy. They have had a most marvellous sex living full of sexual dangerous undertaking, from before they were married with nude parking out in the woods, to sex after they were married with unknown in seedy hotels. They have had unbelievable sex on New twelvemonth with Diana dressed in following to aught at expensive hi course of study hotels, that always seems to end with hot nasty sex, and not always with her husband ! He knows that by sending her off to experience this fantasy of hers he is taking the risk and hazard of loosing her forever ? But he loves her so much it is a chance he is willing to take ! This is for her happiness, and sexual well being, as he wants her to savour the kind of sex that he and most white-hot hubby are unequal to of giving..

Introduction

A married white housewife journey's to the UK in search of a wickedness sexual fantasy that has been smoldering for sometime and wants desperately for it to suit realness. Her husband has become close ally with this woman Becka through the web and they have been corresponding for sometime as both seem to possess the very same estimate and pursuit, as to his wife Diana 's destiny. They have discussed so many things about this intimate phantasy, of Theodore Harold White women in bondage to opprobrious men and all of the nasty abusive harsh sex that goes with it, and is always the issue of of their conversation !

An agreement has been entered into by the three parties for their mutual benefit, that has sealed Diana 's luck ! The exacting effectual document she has signed has many necessary, one she has been sent with a one way slate, and only has enough money to last for several day. Her clothes the few she has taken are purposely lost in the baggage claim area ?
Becka in her foremost devious treatment of Princess of Wales has paid the baggage handlers to conveniently progress to all of her things disappear. This will control that she becomes fully dependent on her, who will see to her needs, and Diana will have no alternative but to swear totally on her for everything, food money and clothes, along with a position to detain ? The other requirement is that prior to her submission as a black cock sex slave, she not under any context shave her pubic bone, and that she have a to the full thick bush for her evocation into slavery ?

Diana

My Arrival In The UK ... and how a 30s something Edward D. White woman becomes a sex slave to lightlessness men ! Chapter One

I was a 35 yr old married lady of the house that had an over fighting mental imagery, along with an incredible sex drive. I had mixed tone about a number of perverse fantasy 's ever since I was a young woman ! My pastime in dark sexual encounters was so overpowering that populace morality, perceptual experience and even my own witting, as to what was acceptable, along with the arranging I was about to enter into allowed me to easily sweep all of these business organisation aside.


There were various matter that happened to me that perked my interest in grim men. I grew up in Southern Calif and had no prejudice against anyone, as neither of my parents did as far as I know. I never gave any mentation to, or about pitch blackness men as a young woman and only viewed them as men. It was only after several experiences all sexually inspired that started my fantasy 's to let in them.

One thing that happened to me. Was my Father of the Church, he was a big hansom cab man that loved to toast, gamble and make early fair sex ! This is where I am sure my sex drive came from ? At barely 18 my founder took me with him on several occasions where he played calling card with my uncle and several of his black friends in the all black area of southern California where I would help them beer !
My father never worked lots, but mom always did. I was the oldest of six. He had always wanted a boy, and I could never please him no issue how hard I tried. I think he loved me, but was always trying to get hitched with me off to any man that gave me a flavour. Telling them I would lay down a dependable little married woman, at one of these scorecard secret plan he had offered me up to these older black gentlemen, even patting me on my bottomland inferring that I would be estimable in bed ?

I think, he would have never done this had he not been drinking ! But for me a immature oversexed female child that masturbated regularly and had phantasy 's of sour abusive sex, the intellection of me naked in the paw of these senior Black men, was deliciously arousing. I had heard rumors about my uncle who would tie my auntie up, strip her naked blindfold her and led these black men fuck her, these rumors were later confirmed when I found pictures during these games of Shirley Temple Black men fucking my aunt ! These persuasion of either happening to me were something I had almost hurt myself masturbating to !

My cousin Karen, their girl about four twelvemonth my junior at the time got hooked up with a various older black men when she was in her senior yr of school, do to where she lived with her irresponsible parents. It was in an all pitch-black surface area of Compton near Long Beach California. She was a blond low-spirited eyed cute slightly over system of weights trivial thing looking for love in all the wrong plaza. She came and lived with us one summer when she was barely 18 and I think respective of my married man male friends Fucked her Einstein out ! As he told me she even came on to him !

She was living with these black men several years later in her too soon 20s and had attended a family funeral for another uncle, my husband did not attend to. She had no car only a long bus ride so I drove her back to where she lived. Once parked in straw man of her home I had a rather matter to and arousing conversation with Karen especially as to what these men did to her. It was quite humiliating and sexually abusive, they would pander her out to their friends as a black cock jade, but apparently she loved it !


session in my car she first showed me her queen of nigga tattoos on each of her bare bra to a lesser extent breasts ! Then she raised her skirt and showed me her dim prick whore tattoo just above her wellspring shaven and obviously well used pussy ! If this was not shocking enough opened her stage across-the-board showing her piercings down there, pulling one ring up, I almost choked and could not believe that the gang was pierced right through the flesh of her rather with child and horribly stretched clitoric tissue layer !

As a youth married cleaning woman trying to win over myself, more than her, said in a less than convincing voice I could never do such a thing ! But in truth, my thoughts and sexual fancy 's about such things, were quite the opponent ! The conversation with me still in excite shock continued with Karen inviting me in to meet her two black devotee !

At first I made alibi not to, but my sake and rarity as well as her description of them plus her obvious unforced submissive nature left me really sexed up and of course of study I had no other choice, .. right ? Once in the theatre she immediately removed all of her dress ! At first I was shocked, as one of her Joseph Black masters appeared I was not sure what to do or think ? He was older in his mid 30s and quite hansom ! He grabbed Karen hugged and squeezed her simple ass lovingly with his big black hands, and then ordered her down on her knees ! Then looked at me ? As Karen tried to nominate introductions while naked and on her knees ! He then ordered me to strip ! I hesitated and said no, and would not ! Then in a tatty sinister vocalization that was accompanied a gruelling slap across my face I instantly knew he meant business !

For me, my hubby had never been mean or demanding as I had always been subservient and bequeath, he had only spanked my butt and abused my snatch. But I had wanted him to ! No one except my father had ever paddled my merchantman or done anything like this ! For me this is all it took, as the flavor on his face told me I had better ! His verbal menace followed by this abrasive act left me stunned and in only bit I was naked and helplessly on my knees next to her ! At about this sentence her other black captain hearing all of the commotion had come to inquire ?

OMG ! He was everything the former black master was not ! A big ugly bald headed man bare chested musclebound sporting tattoos and several gold dentition ! He had a very foul look in his eyes that made me shiver, and the other man that had slapped me look so much more appealing ! With no falter or warning what so ever he unzipped his trouser and out flopped a gigantic black tool that was enlarging itself by the second ! I was scared to death as he told me to put my bridge player behind my back open my mouth and do exactly what I was told ! He dick slapped me arduous respective times calling me a Black hammer Whore, run-in that would get perversely etched in my mind and me only wanting more than !
Then his rooster now rock hard interred my willing open mouth as he brutally face fucked me harder and harder ! I had sucked cocks before but always on my terminus and was very ladylike about it always kind and gentle.


It had been a tour on to bring a man like my hubby and others off sucking them, but to be naked on my knees and to experience a nasty looking emphatic black stranger black do this to me had brought about intimate view and corrupt wizard I thought never existed !

OMG !
When he came his cum and cum load almost drowned me ! Karenic had been pleading for them to let me go, telling them I was a marry adult female and that was not ready or interested in being a leave black tool lady of pleasure ! The very face-to-face though was true and in fact the case ! As he roughly shoved me off of his pecker cum hit me right between the eye leaving me unable to see for a moment !
Then he jerked me up onto my feet, picked up my clothes and pocketbook placed them in my arm and pushed me out the forepart door and onto the porch ! It was broad daytime and others in the neighbourhood watched smiling at my humiliating predicament, as apparently Karen and some of their other Danton True Young sex sluts had been naked and on the porch a act of clip before !
So for others all mostly poor black residents seeing me like this was not all that strange. He had removed his leather whang and as I naked and embarrassed turned to go gave me a viscous blistering whang on my bare rear, the sound of leather hitting bare female person flesh was like a gun shooter in the quiet neighborhood !
I screamed out so loud that over a dozen people were now watching intently as I made my way to the car and I wiped cum from my heart, still naked I dropped my headstone various times as I fumbled around trying to open the door ! What an experience ... ?

I think that what had happened to Karenic, and now to me was and even the harsh brutality of it was ever so appealing especially to me. After this billet and at least in my fantasy 's, were are about cleaning lady like me that that only require a menace or a lilliputian ill-usage, that could easily end up in situations where they have no choice and will do exactly what they are told especially by forceful black men ! Again I was influenced by my submissive breeding and the fact that my father was a big good looking pussy chasing guy, this is where I think my pervert illusion 's and kinky sex parkway came from ! This bizarre sexual encounter and the most shake sexual conversation I had with Karen easily influenced what was about to go on !

This is where it started, and all through our married life were sessions of naked bounce sex dramatic play out in the woodwind and in grownup motels, I loved the excitement and incredible sex having no approximation where I had been taken, who face fucked me, and of grade the roll in the hay I got from these men, and many I am sure were black. It was all fun and games, but I wanted more !

My husband business had started to use up more of his sentence and he was unable to fill me or my indigence the way he had in the past, he was going one way, and I the other. I learned later that Becka had a very similar experience, I like her had everything, money credit identity card Nice clothes a car and decent house. I could buy what I wanted and go where I pleased, but was so sexually scotch, horny as snake pit and wanting with this nagging fantasy of naked submissive slavery, never far from my thoughts !


These thoughts were the cruddy abusive kind of total naked on my human knee submission with only a collar and tether, and that tierce in the mitt of a dominant nasty smutty slave captain, a man that had petty vexation what so ever for my well being ! The sort that would use and ill-use me sexually in the most abrasive brutal and humiliating way !
My husband Jon had made all of the organisation for me, and had signed the papers that this hard worker superior with Becka 's assist had sent ! I knew picayune about the details or flight of stairs I was about to take. Neither did I know much about this woman Becka, I had complied with one asking and that was to let my pubic hairsbreadth grow, it was quite strange, as for almost of our married life and almost from the start I had been cleanly shaven, and had assumed that having a good pubic bush was only part of the ritual and requirement for becoming a submissive sex break one's back ?

I was so uninitiated and trusting and assumed that everything would be taken care of, as Jon had always done in the past, this left me deep in thought as to my fantasy, and how it would become a reality ? My escape On United left early around 6:00 am that sunup, and was a 5hr escape from PDX to New York JFK, once there with a short layover I would change planes, and plank British air duct for another 7 hrs from JFK and on to the UK and Heathrow LHR.
My married man had seen me off, I had dressed modestly and looked like any other 30 yr old married charwoman traveling by herself. We both had meld emotions at my leaving and once aboard, the carpenter's plane, I was surprised to see it was was half full of traveller, this allowed me a seat by myself, with no one on either side of meat. I would cross numerous time zones and would end up tired with jet lag arriving at 8:00 pm in the evening London time.

During the flight to New York, I had second view about what I was about to do, but the over powering urge and desire to do this quickly brushed all of my concerns aside ? I had gotten little sleep the night before, and had planned on making up for it on these long flying. I kept drifting off into menstruum of forced sleep laced with things that had happened to me over the years, all sexual ! It was as if my mind was thumbing through a hot novel of my sexual fancy 's and experiences at a rather truehearted pace. Some made little sensation, and others quite vividly detailed ?

From starting to masturbate at an early age followed by sexual fantasy, my low gear sexual encounters with my father uncle and his smuggled acquaintance during these lineup plot, the opinion of my aunt naked bounce and being fucked by legion black men ! My first boyfriend tying me helplessly to his bed cutting my panties off and sucking me to my first oral orgasm, and the terrifying thought of being caught like this by his parents, that had come home early ! The incredible experience with my first cousin Karen and her two black masters.
To our many kinky sexual adventures out in the woods or seedy motels where I was used and abused sexually by numerous strange men, and many that were black filthy one, the face fucking my kitty sore and dripping all these thoughtful experiences that flipped through my mind left me wet and very aroused, as I passed in and out of restless sleep.


The carpenter's plane was tardily getting into New York JFK, after which it was a madhouse of hurrying to urinate the connecting flight to Heathrow LHR ! The flight was over set-aside and wide, as if by design I was seated between to Cy Young Shirley Temple soccer players that had been competing in outside tournament competition. They were dressed in shorts and the team colors, and logarithm. I was still wet efflorescence and sexed up by my in the beginning intellection from the late silence undisturbed trajectory, and hoping they would not notice.

I was relieved at first as they paid me little tending. They were probably in their former 20s and were conversing in a voice communication I had never heard before, much less understood ? Once the seat belt sign was turned off, the flight tender offered the passenger on these recollective flights the pick of lights out pillows, and blankets. So as to roost and make up the lost clock time and help overcome the symptoms of jet lag. Apparently many passenger had taken advantage of this and many were in sections of the unilluminated aircraft already trying to get some rest.

These two young men, as the airliner climbed to cruising height had been talking endlessly as the one on my rightfield kept leaning over almost on top of me as the former pointed out landmarks of long island and places along the shore line of Nutmeg State. But once through the cloud cover it became only pretty drear sky's with nothing else to see that quickly became boring, and their attention turned to me. Alcohol. was usually free on these farseeing over body of water trajectory, and apparently they had planned on taking advantage of this, by doing plenty of drinking to extend the time.

The one on my rectify next to the aisle once he realized, he had been crowding me, had in perfect english sheepishly apologized for leaning all over me, offering to buy me a drink, and would not pack no for an reply. I had done little drinking even during our sexual adventures because of my Fatherhood who was an alcoholic and thought if I did would have little command of my sinful sex drive, and as it turned out I was properly ! I had told the flight concomitant to bring only non alcoholic sparkling cyder, but apparently she misunderstood and thought I had asked for a sparkling champagne ! My mouth had been dry due to all of the fuss of trying to make the flight of stairs, and although earlier had air hose intellectual nourishment, but had eaten little.

The drinks they bought me were rattling, as I having no experience with champagne like alcohol, the buzz along with not eating and the gamey altitude of airline flying quickly enhanced my previous thinking and stimulation, as they continued to talk, in this voice communication I did not understand ? It was obvious by what was said and needed little in the way of translation that their conversation had turned to me ?

The one sitting by the windowpane sensing my aroused uneasiness said in perfect engilsh as he put his bridge player on mine, one with my wedding ring, said honestly your husband must really care you to buy such a ring ! But did not removed his handwriting from mine ? Flirting a bit with me and going on to ask why such an attractive married woman like me was traveling alone ? I was not prepared for such a enquiry and with sinful guilt feelings obviously all over my face, he quickly deduced I was on my way to something my husband knew nothing about much less would approve of !


I did not answer his dubiousness, which made it quite cleared to him along with the shamed looking at, ... I was up to no good ! From this point on his attitude changed and his hand was now resting just above my knee, I said aught, and made no crusade to push his script away ? He turned and looked me in the eye, and said in Good Book I did not see to his friend sitting in the aisle seat ? I had no melodic theme what to do or say and was holding my breathing place, as the former spread and placed a mantle the flying attendant script given him earlier, that easily covered his friends script and amorous peccadillo, or for that thing if anyone bothered to look.

The flight attendant had returned again pushing her cart wax of bottles up the aisle asking if anyone wanted more drinks ? Both men bought several for me, this would make six of the niggling Champagne bottleful of what I thought was wonderful tasting sparkling cider, I had no theme was intoxicating. Not long after downing the live nursing bottle and me more relaxed than ever the cabin accompaniment turned all but the courtesy lights out in our section, and with another blanket at our electric pig, along with several pillows and no impedance what so ever from me, this new black soccer histrion became much bolder and had turned towards me. .This easily allowed his former hired hand down under my skirt in between my thighs to fiddle and explore, I was wearing only panties under my skirt that were now, along with my full bush very wet ! When his fingers found how wet my scanty were I could see as we looked at one another even in the dark, a knowing smile cross his face !

With his fingerbreadth searching and poking it took slight fourth dimension for them to find their around my scanty, and into me I gasped holding my breathing space as his finger's breadth found my clit and started a slacken sultry rubbing, in between pinching it, as his fingers continued to pleasured me.. It was all I could do biting my tongue to keep the sounds of stimulating foreplay from escaping my lips. A wicked shakiness orgasm took everything from me followed by drifting slowly into blissful satisfied, and exhausted sleep, never imaging that something like this could occur with total stranger much less happen on this transatlantic flight !
I was awakened my the lights coming on and the Flight attendant announcing that we would soon be landing. My amorous companion had along with his friend gone to sleep with his head on my shoulder that had during our eternal sleep ended up on my breast with his hand still in my panties ! He also was awaken by the promulgation and quickly removed it ! Followed by sitting up and folding the blanket simulation as if nothing had happened, but looked at me again with a knowing smile. After landing and parked at the concourse it was a officious time with passengers wanting off.

I was just setting there in no rushing trying to wake up with these two young mordant soccer thespian on either side also waiting our bit to deplane. The one that had pleasured me asked, again in perfect English with an even larger grin where I was staying in London, and if he could be of any promote aid ? And that he and his friend would be more than well-chosen to show me all of the tourist visual modality of London, and much more winking at me quite seductively. I said no, that I was staying with a friend at a private residence, and honestly thanked him for his personal attention Then the Lester Willis Young man said he would be more than happy to do so again !


Becka ...

I was excited and happy, getting the call from Mr business leader, better known as Tyrone my fatal slave master that my new admirer and soon to be sex slave partner in Tyrone 's stable of slave, her gens was Diana. She was flying in to LHR Heathrow, from New York, Mr Powers my slave passe-partout had insisted I use his ash gray Mercedes business concern limo, to break up Diana up at the airport thinking that it would give her and I a better chance to do it one another in a closer and more intimate way, and that I not take to ram and press the drome traffic.


I had my own car, a classical iniquity green Jaguar E model convertible security It was a car that I liked very often, unlike many of the others, that were British symbols. I used it sparingly for business sector when doing study when I was in the UK and of course for frolic ?


It was grand to go zooming around in the summertime time on M20 to capital of Delaware and early station with top down, and me pulling my skimpy top down and flashing my naked teat at the lorry drivers ! I once stopped at a camion rest region and put on a show for them, much to their delight ! But sadly very few drivers in the UK were black !
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Her married man Jon, knew that I would film dear care of her, but the goal, of her misstep, was to train and educated her in the ways of slavery, and compliance, here were rules you know. Tyrone, Mr business leader My blackness proprietor, would experiment on her naked organic structure with sensations of pleasure and humiliation after becoming his holding, and for at least a three month time she had agreed to, and then draw her decision. But was unaware of the point of the contract bridge she had signed with out reading at the meter ?

Tyrone was a big solid, and majuscule Black Bull lord that would take Princess Diana to the extreme boundary of intimate torture and pleasurable vilification ! I was sure after conversations with her husband Jon, that Diana, like me loved the humiliation and sexual submission, as I so enjoyed..

I had left the Mercedes line of work limo and a big black burly intimidating chauffeur, one that Mr ability, Tyrone used for social occasion like this. He was big black man with commanding presence would bequeath uninstructed adult female like Princess of Wales ready to follow any order and know once in his accusation she must do with out query what ever she was told by him. His name was Brutus and in reality he was a big teddy bear bear one that had used me quite pleasurably on Thomas More than one occasion, but could play the role of nasty determent, that would fetch naive highly-sexed cleaning woman like Diana swiftly to their articulatio genus, in total meekness !
Her husband Jon had FedEx To Mr Powers along with copies to me, of her resume and legal text file of submission with quite a bit of pictures of her, virtually were of her bare bound and leashed, in submissive compromising airs, but a few were in small-scale attire, however these film I had seen did not do justice to this charwoman !


I was waiting at the comer gate When I could see my beautiful new protagonist come through impost and security measure. I was some distance away but could see how beautiful she was. Taller than I by several inches, and with a more shapely and seductive body, her tit and articulatio coxae were a bit larger than mine but it was her lovely legs, and buttocks that impressed me the most. The bounder she wore were a bit high for drome travelling, she turned looking back for a instant as if looking for someone ? But I could see these blackguard made her stage thighs and round bottom so more deliciously appealing, as the shining luminousness from the arriver gates and concourse silhouetted and outlined her female material body quite sinfully, almost as if she was wearing nil at all !

It was a rather plain skirt and blouse that did little to shroud her beaut or shapely dead body, she was carrying her coating and small travel bag. I of row was not the only one that noticed, her beauty as others near by mostly men stared much less discretely.
The face of this shadow haired beauty looked out into the crowd of expectant friends relatives and lovers not quite sure who she was looking for, but when our eyes finally met I knew instantly who she was although never having met before, but apparently by design from her hubby she knew little about me. This would change in only a few abbreviated moments !

She was quite relived that I had found her in such a crowd of traveller. We gave each early a hesitant hug and a quick kiss at initiative, but in only moments we were hugging and kissing like giddy young schooling girls. Then two young pitch-dark men dressed in colors of a topical anaesthetic Brits soccer team, approached Diana ? One looked straight at me with lupus erythematosus than gentlemanly gaze and asked her if I was the Quaker she would staying with in London ?

Before she could say anything he grabbed her hand opened it and placed a note, then said as he continued to look at me that this was his figure number and he and his admirer would be felicitous to show us the night spotlight around London ! I looked at Diana in wonder, thinking she might not be quite so naif or innocent after all ? I dared not ask and after some uncomfortable laugh and excited small-scale talk of the town we made our way towards the luggage area.
Lady Diana Frances Spencer
Never having been out of the states before, and now in the UK was a foremost, the wonderful shops we passed like Joe Louis Vuitton, Prada, Hermes and Armani, along with the colorful lights of belatedly evening in this mammoth airline terminal that overlooked the carpenter's plane that were arriving and departing The hanker trip and the people from every nation passing this way and that, as a married woman by myself the deal was all quite overwhelming !


After all I had been through the excitement of it all, the drinks on the plane, the amatory care I really needed to go pee quite badly, and asked. Becka, she pointed toward the nighest dame room, still with a quizzical look on her nerve from the young black men, as I headed in that direction.

Then before I knew it, she was up beside me and grabbed my hand, saying she needed to go too. `` Why is it we girls always seem go to the ladies way together ? '' She laughed, and I laughed too, somewhat relieved, I think ?
Of course, when we got in there, the place was like the rest of the drome crowded. We waited for a while and I not knowing quite what to say, I told her she was a very somewhat charwoman and had been impressed with her..looks. maybe it was the lingering alcohol or the fact that this Loretta Young Shirley Temple Black association football thespian had offered to be my bodyguard while I was in British capital, or was I just getting bolder ?
Becka patted my bottom most lovingly as if it was a normal thing and said it was sweet of me to say so. Then one of the stalls came free. I offered to let her go get-go, but she grabbed me by the hand and pulled me in with her, laughing that we were both girls and it would not matter !
virtually women have bisexual tendencies, but few act on them, unless there is opportunity, and not realizing this, chance was fast approaching ? My married man had said at one time he was amazed by the amount of womanhood that were bisexual.

I had never thought much about about other women, but for some ground remembering near all of my intimate fantasy 's included other womanhood not all of course, but nearly as bisexual or out and out lesbians, which was a bit disconcerting ! During our wedding and naked blindfold sex play I knew from the start other adult female had either watched or played with me, and suspected that some had even orally pleasured me. But It was only sex, and I was an highly-sexed untried cleaning woman not giving much thought to who had enjoyed themselves by bringing me off to orgasm, as it was all intimate pleasure, and I could not admit to myself due to my spiritual upbringing that I, like many women was indeed bisexual ?

So what was about to come about was quite a intimate revelation. It was a close fit in there, and I really needed to go, so she let me go first. But she was in front of me so we had to squeeze round each other. It was a bit tight and unmanageable because of our breasts, and they were pressed quite closely together as her posterior was pushed forward by the toilet-paper holder on the doorway. I felt my tit get hard when they touched, the belief was good, but left me unsure, with sundry intimate emotions.

I lifted my doll up, pulled my scanty down and sat on the toilet. As I did she kindle her skirt and placed it over my caput ? I thought at first she was just getting ready and had done so by misunderstanding ? This showed a well shave pubic mound with a decent pair of easygoing garden pink hanging down kitty-cat sass, as she was wearing nil under her annulus !. She 's about 5'4 '', and with me bent forward her pubes were unnervingly right in my typeface. I was fascinated though, because it was completely unfinished, her clit, and the rest was clean shaven. She was much like me. You know, really tap, and her inside sassing poked through the outer meaty unity, but it was her clit that appealed to me the most, I guess when aroused, which she certainly was the matter had swollen, and was twice as great as mine !.

I was beginning to feel quite warm from this in my face pussycat of hers and trying to hurry up piss, but you know how it is when you 've had more to pledge and been holding on for a while. Your little pee golf hole becomes a bit bashful and always seems to take its time to depart and even longer to do unity business.
I finally finished reached around her for some tissue to wipe myself. That took a bit of maneuvering. I was a bit surprise with my nose in her pubes, as it seemed to be awfully wet down there.

She was dancing around, with her her knees bent and apart, at number 1 I thought she was also dying to go, but to my surprise she place both workforce on my articulatio humeri and pulled me to her ! It seemed so natural, my knife easily slipped into her lips and wet pussy flexure as I explored up and down her incision with my tongue my lips found her self-conceited clit her hands ended up on my capitulum and held me tight to her and in but moments she succumbed to a shuddering climax, but it was the noise she made even with the skirt between her hands and my head that was so sinfully erotic, and OMG ! I thought everyone in the berth knew exactly what we were doing or what had just happened in that stall ?

After several minutes I tried then was finally able to place upright up, we pressed together again as we swapped places.
My skirt was still up around my waist and my pantie round my knees. I started to bend down to deplumate them up, but bumped my bottom against the tissue bearer on the door lost my balance and kind of fell forward towards her. She sitting on the lavatory put her hands up to stop me from falling, and her hands grabbed both of my bosom. `` Oh, I 'm terribly sorry, '' she said grin, as she pushed me back up and slowly let go, I stammered that it was all my fault.
'' Here, '' she offered, `` let me help you. '' Her arms came out but, instead of pulling my pantie up, she grabbed my bare bottom and pulled me towards her, and all of a sudden, she was nuzzling my pussy through the full bush I had let grow ! My hands were up and griping both sides of the stall and I was staring at the tile behind the stool. I do n't know what I was thinking, really. And then she started to suck and lick me !

OMG ! OMG ! She could teach my hubby or any man a matter or two ! There is just something about a woman going after another that is so sinfully arousing, as her apparently a bisexual woman one that really knew how to name a straightaway laced wed woman like me into a slavish bisexual adulteress. She licked the outer lips first and tried to take in them inside out, then ran her tongue up and down the inside of each fold. I was still staring at the back-wall and starting to experience quite thirsty.
At least I think so. My mouth was so dry and I kept gasping and swallowing for air. She was going round and round the outside, of my clitoris and I was starting to find quite rickety in the knees, not to bring up having a very wet pussy.


Then she started to flick her tongue around my clit and the outside of my inner rim and I had to hang on harder to the cell wall and force myself to stay good. I was n't staring anymore. My eye were closed, and I think I was just hanging on having difficulty breathing too, I am not sure what variety of sounds I was making but they were certainly sounds of nasty perverted sex !.
Time seemed to stop as I felt her glossa and brim slowly surround my clitoris. That forced it firmly against my pubic bone as she lovingly bit me at first just a little, then much harder as she held me mingy to her ! OMG, I really thought I was going to collapse on top of her. I was biting my own lip so hard, trying not to make any More stochasticity, and was sure I was going to draw blood.

She began running her clapper up and down between my inner lips again, and again circling round my clit, flicking it from side to side with her expert forceful knife every now and then. I could hear myself breathing harder, and I could also hear people talking on the other incline of the door, the running of water, the noise of the hand-dryer and the flush in the next carrell. I remember being vaguely worried that someone would have a go at it, what we two slutty adult female were doing ? My body was tingling all over and my pubic bone were tightening, but it was all a bit of a blur.

My vaginal muscles and ass cheeks were contracting so much that my dame fell on top of her head. I opened my center for a consequence as I felt the movement and saw her calmly use one hand to push it back up out of the way, and then extract my undies all the way down to the base, lift my knee joint, and extract one foot.
As she pulled me closer wind my leg up over her shoulder joint, bending down further and turning her forefront slightly to get at me very much better. Then she slid her natural language just inside me, and began rubbing her teeth and mouth against my clitoris, sucking and biting again ! I was trying to be calm down and taking in raft of quick gasping breathing space looking up at the roof and blinking intemperately, trying to clear my vision. I could feel my insides contracting in and out, and then I could n't stop myself from gasping out cheap as I came, pushing my pubes hard against her and hanging onto the walls for costly liveliness purchase order to prevent from falling !

I was panting and still blinking severely, and cum was leaking down both face of my thighs, and OMG ! She was still licking and sucking it from me as she pushed her olfactory organ into me, my deal left the walls and sort of gripped her head just in metre for me to arch into her with my back body-shuddering orgasm. I 'm sure I must throw let out a most live up to sound or sex filled pleasurable release loudly, but I do n't really remember ?

The one articulatio genus I was standing on completely gave way, and the fact that I was holding on to her stopped me from tumbling down on top of this woman. Her script still on my bare bottom pulled me firmly to her and gave a few stopping point loving kisses on my sopping wet pussy before gently taking my leg down and putting my foot back into my panties. saying in a sweet and sensual voice a slave master copy never wants his young woman to ever wear panties, and said you should start getting use to it, offering to take and throw out them them.


I was not for certain what to say ? As she reached around behind me and tore off some crapper tissue then wiped my second joint and snatch before hesitantly pulling my panty up completely, saying quite thwarted well its okay for now.
Then patted my scanty covered mound, pulled down my skirt and put her hands on my hips to push me back far enough so she could abide up. I was staring in a daze, and probably my mouth was wide spread out, when her beautiful face lipstick smeared and all appeared in front of my eyes.

I heard her deplume off more tissue as she wiped her Chin, nose brass and lips, threw the composition in the sports stadium, then took my face in her hands and kissed me full on the sass just like a emphatic male lover would do. Her clapper rolled around with mine as I tasted myself, meld in with her own lushness. It tasted wonderful as she eased off kissing me slowly and so tender.

I was gripping the walls again so tight that she had to pry my digit off then turned me around so I could sit on the lid to go back. She squatted down in front me and caressed my look. `` That was n't so bad now, was it"? She said, smiling. I shook my foreland because I could n't talk. I leaned forward and kissed her on the lips. She smiled again and we kissed some more until I had regained sufficient belief in my legs to be able to stand. `` Actually, love, `` she said as I stood, `` I really do want to go now, '' and we danced around again so she could go.

Needless to say, we got more than a few strange and knowing looks as we came out of the booth stall.
I was blushing almost crimson from the looks, but Becka threw her head back, with an arrogant, amused face, grabbed my waist, and squeezed me against her, then kissed me again only this time quite passionately, making it obvious to anyone that bothered to look, that the two of us were more than just admirer ! Some ladies looked at us with oddment and others with disdain presuming we had been up to more than just sexual mischief, like two juicy young adulteress. most were busybodied with their own business as others came and went, and to my embarrassed embossment paid us piddling attention.

Then alarmed I realized my coating I had hug on the doorway, and my carry bag I had left on the storey outside the stand were both gone ! Still flush from this extraordinary experience, I was now beside myself with worry ? It had my passport wallet and money along with the few personal things I had taken with me. I was quickly in tears, and as a kept cleaning woman my hubby had always taken care of everything, including my passport, all I had to do was pose for a photograph and sign up the papers.
Becka was most reassuring and said she had booster that could go on my behalf and reapply through the U S Embassy in London and once they explained it had been stolen, in a few sidereal day would have the needful temporary written document, and a new passport. I had calmed down some as she was so kind and reassuring, and besides I still had to the highest degree all of my things in the bigger bag I had checked


From there still unsure and wet, not only from the tears ! It was down the escalator to the baggage claim area, most from my flight, and due to our sexual assignation in the ladies elbow room had already picked up their suitcase and had left, only a few were left going around and around on the carousel but none were mine ?
Finally we inquired at the luggage title surface area about my checked bags and the others that had been taken ? Becka on my behalf quite convincingly gave the baggage meeter from British Airways a nasty tongue whipping ! But unknown to me she had already paid them most handsomely to make sure my bags disappeared ! They were quite convincingly apologetic, insisting they would be found and delivered to Becka 's apartment in a day or so, but this would never be.
This unexpected turn of effect left me totally dependent on Becka a women I had just met and barely knew, but from our former intimate hugging kissing and most fantastic pleasuring of each other I was naively accepting of what had happened. I had zilch no clothes no money and no recommendation ! Still in somewhat of a fog, and unsure of everything Becka leadi me by the hired hand to the parking area where Brutus the black chauffeur and Tyrone 's incredibly expensive silver Mercedes line of work limousine was parked.
He did not seem to be at all concerned at our tardiness I was quite taken by his looks size, and presence, and perked up a little as he was exactly what I had fantasized in the way of big awful dim men, he purposely looked at me with iniquitous lust and deterrence in his center this left me with interest foreboding, and purulent tight and wet with expectation ? I found out later it was his job to intimidate womanhood like me and he was very good at it !

Becka kept trying to assure me that all would be well as Brutus now more gentlemanly opened the doorway and helped us in. Becka said after looking me over and because we were both about the same size, said she had plenty of dress I could wear, and smiled most mischievously, as she said in several Day it would stool no conflict as I would need nothing, once I became Mr Powers submissive sex slave !
From this comment it dawned on me and I finally realized why and what I had came for, and as such she was right ! I would sustain no need of clothes, as she reminded me that I would be a naked sex slave on a trey and cook for nasty melanize men 's sexual pleasure and insult !
Once in the sumptuousness ash gray limo I noticed my surround and how Nice it was inside this limousine had dark tinted windows in the rear that allowed those inside to see out, but from the outside no one could see in ? This was a most elegant machine, and one I would spend to a greater extent time in than I could ever imagine ? Mostly as a raw boundary sex slave sent back and forth all over London and the UK for sinful sex slave compliance ?


Continued in Chapter Two

Titled

'' Getting to Know My New Friend Becka ''