My New lifespan As A Sex Slave To Joseph Black Masters !

'' The comer '' Chapter One

shape of Characters

Princess Diana

A 34 yr old married white fair sex, 5'6"tall dark brown hairsbreadth'green eyes and weighs130 # lbs'36"24"35"and after respective shaver still looked her best, actually jr. than she actually is. She, even at this age is still very naive over wind up and insecure as to her looks. Her main asset is her incredible sex driving force and a most sensitive clitoris, that with little persuasion of sex becomes wet and aroused instantly, she is a girl made for sex ! One of her favorite intimate fantasy 's is to be a naked helpless sex slave to nasty black men !

Becka

A 36 yr old flyspeck attractive European charwoman of Catalan decent is 5'4"tall with blood-red brown hair and morose sultry eyes. She weighs 111 # lbs and is a very shapely 36"24"35"char, that has sensitive nipples as well as an equally sensitive clitoris, she already is a uncoerced sex hard worker to black men, and is one of Tyrone 's sex striver 's. She is quite oblique experienced and worldly. She has been instrumental in finding char like Diana that are predisposed to run two lives, one of a traditional marital adult female, and the other as a sex slave and Shirley Temple Black cock whore to and for men of coloration. She has offered to assist, and assist direct women like Diana into this life vogue of romantic nasty and abusive interracial sex, as a slavish slave !

Tyrone

Tyrone power, also known as Ty, or Mr Powers
Is the perfective tense blackness hard worker master, at well over 6'improbable 220 lbs and built like a Greek god ! He is much older in his mid 50s, is hansom well educated and well to do. He is quite charming and is very estimable at seducing white splice adult female that have sexual fantasy 's of slave sex with lightlessness gentlemen, but believe me he is no gentleman ! He is a devious whoreson that will use any tactic to arrive at the confidence pep pill hand and control of naively pillock and over sexed women like Diane !

Tyrone has a cock that about men would die for, it is a 10"curved thing of lulu with an enormous mushroom-shaped cloud shaped foreland that can get hard in an instant and stay put that way almost indefinitely, he also has tremendous Lucille Ball, that computer storage incredible amounts of cum. But his real 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 white married womanhood as wide or theatrical role prison term melanize cock sex slaves, and like many white women wants Princess of Wales as one that will lead a double life as one, at least to start with ?


Jonathon :

Diana 's husband She is the erotic love of his animation, and only wants her to be felicitous and experience sex the likes of that few women will ever enjoy. They have had a most wonderful sex life full of sexual adventure, from before they were married with naked parking out in the forest, to sex after they were married with strangers in poorly hotels. They have had incredible sex on New days with Diana dressed in next to nothing at expensive hi class 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 phantasy of hers he is taking the risk and chance of loosing her forever ? But he loves her so practically it is a fortune he is volition to convey ! This is for her felicity, and sexual well being, as he wants her to enjoy the kind of sex that he and most white married man are incapable of giving..

Introduction

A conjoin Theodore Harold White housewife journey's to the UK in hunting of a dismal sexual fantasy that has been smoldering for sometime and wants desperately for it to turn reality. Her hubby has become close friends with this adult female Becka through the web and they have been corresponding for sometime as both seem to have the very same ideas and interests, as to his married woman Diana 's fortune. They have discussed so many things about this sexual fantasy, of Stanford White women in slavery to black men and all of the nasty abusive harsh sex that goes with it, and is always the topic of of their conversation !

An correspondence has been entered into by the three parties for their mutual benefit, that has sealed Diana 's circumstances ! The strict legal document she has signed has many necessity, one she has been sent with a one way ticket, and only has enough money to last for several Clarence Day. Her dress the few she has taken are purposely lost in the baggage title area ?
Becka in her first base devious treatment of Diana has paid the baggage handlers to conveniently make all of her things disappear. This will insure that she becomes fully dependent on her, who will see to her indigence, and Diana will let no selection but to rely totally on her for everything, food money and clothes, along with a place to ride out ? The former requirement is that anterior to her compliance as a black cock sex striver, she not under any portion shave her pubes, and that she have a entire midst George Herbert Walker Bush for her initiation into bondage ?

Lady Diana Frances Spencer

My arrival In The UK ... and how a 30s something snowy woman becomes a sex slave to grim men ! Chapter One

I was a 35 yr old married lady of the house that had an over combat-ready resource, along with an incredible sex drive. I had mixed feelings about a number of perverse fantasy 's ever since I was a Danton True Young woman ! My interestingness in drab sexual meeting was so overpowering that public ethics, percept and even my own conscious, as to what was acceptable, along with the arrangement I was about to enter into allowed me to easily brush all of these concerns aside.


There were several things that happened to me that perked my interest in sinister 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 thought 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 include them.

One thing that happened to me. Was my father, he was a big hansom man that loved to drink, chance and seduce other adult female ! This is where I am sure my sex crusade came from ? At barely 18 my father took me with him on various occasion where he played cards with my uncle and several of his sinister friends in the all pitch-dark sphere of southern California where I would dish up them beer !
My father never worked very much, but mom always did. I was the former of six. He had always wanted a boy, and I could never please him no matter how firmly I tried. I think he loved me, but was always trying to get hitched with me off to any man that gave me a spirit. Telling them I would make a good fiddling wife, at one of these identity card biz he had offered me up to these former sinister gentlemen, even patting me on my bottom inferring that I would be proficient in bed ?

I think, he would have never done this had he not been drinking ! But for me a Pres Young oversexed girl that masturbated regularly and had phantasy 's of blue abusive sex, the opinion of me naked in the hands of these former Negro men, was deliciously arousing. I had heard rumors about my uncle who would tie my aunt up, strip her bare blindfold her and led these bootleg men fuck her, these rumour were later confirmed when I found pictures during these biz of dark men fucking my auntie ! These thinking of either happening to me were something I had almost hurt myself masturbating to !

My cousin-german Karen, their girl about four years my junior at the fourth dimension got hooked up with a several 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 black surface area of Compton near Long Beach California. She was a blond blue eyed cute slightly over weight trivial matter looking for love in all the wrong seat. She came and lived with us one summer when she was barely 18 and I think several of my husbands male friends Fucked her mind out ! As he told me she even came on to him !

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


Sitting in my car she first showed me her poof of nigra tattoos on each of her bare bra less white meat ! Then she raised her skirt and showed me her black cock whore tattoo just above her wellspring shaven and obviously well used kitty ! If this was not shocking enough opened her legs full showing her piercings down there, pulling one ring up, I almost choked and could not think that the ring was pierced right through the anatomy of her rather heavy and horribly stretched clitoral membrane !

As a Whitney Young married woman trying to convert myself, more than than her, said in a less than convincing voice I could never do such a affair ! But in truth, my mentation and sexual fantasy 's about such thing, were quite the opposite ! The conversation with me still in come alive shock continued with Karen inviting me in to adjoin her two black fan !

At first I made alibi not to, but my interestingness and curiosity as well as her description of them plus her obvious uncoerced subservient nature left me really sexed up and of course I had no early choice, .. right ? Once in the family she immediately removed all of her dress ! At number 1 I was shocked, as one of her black masters appeared I was not sure what to do or consider ? He was older in his mid 30s and quite hansom ! He grabbed Karenic hugged and squeezed her au naturel ass lovingly with his big dark men, and then ordered her down on her knees ! Then looked at me ? As Karen tried to make unveiling while naked and on her knees ! He then ordered me to strip ! I hesitated and said no, and would not ! Then in a loud sinister representative that was accompanied a hard slap across my face I instantly knew he meant business sector !

For me, my husband had never been mean or demanding as I had always been submissive and bequeath, he had only spanked my arse and maltreated my pussy. But I had wanted him to ! No one except my father had ever paddled my keister or done anything like this ! For me this is all it took, as the look on his face told me I had better ! His verbal threat followed by this harsh act left me stunned and in only moments I was naked and helplessly on my knees next to her ! At about this meter her other bleak master hearing all of the din had come to investigate ?

OMG ! He was everything the early pitch-black master was not ! A big ugly bald headed man bare chested musclebound sporting tattoos and various gold dentition ! He had a very nasty aspect in his centre that made me shudder, and the other man that had slapped me look so much more appealing ! With no hesitation or warning what so ever he unzipped his pants and out flopped a mammoth fatal prick that was enlarging itself by the second ! I was scared to death as he told me to put my hands behind my back open my rima oris and do exactly what I was told ! He dick slapped me difficult several times calling me a total darkness putz Whore, Word of God that would get perversely etched in my brain and me only wanting more !
Then his cock now rock laborious interred my willing unfold mouth as he brutally face fucked me harder and harder ! I had sucked cocks before but always on my terminal figure and was very ladylike about it always variety and gentle.


It had been a spell on to bring a man like my husband and others off sucking them, but to be naked on my genu and to have a nasty looking forceful blackamoor stranger sinister do this to me had brought about intimate thoughts and perverted sentiency I thought never existed !

OMG !
When he came his cum and cum consignment almost drowned me ! Karen had been pleading for them to let me go, telling them I was a married woman and that was not ready or worry in being a willing black cock bawd ! The very opposite though was dead on target and in fact the case ! As he roughly shoved me off of his putz cum hit me right between the eyes leaving me ineffectual to see for a moment !
Then he jerked me up onto my substructure, picked up my wearing apparel and purse placed them in my arms and pushed me out the front door and onto the porch ! It was broad daylight and others in the neighborhood watched smiling at my humiliating predicament, as apparently Karen and some of their other Pres Young sex sluts had been naked and on the porch a number of metre before !
So for others all mostly wretched pitch-dark resident seeing me like this was not all that strange. He had removed his leather belt and as I naked and embarrassed turned to go gave me a viscous blistering whang on my bare bottom, the sound of leather hitting unfinished female frame was like a gun shot in the quiet vicinity !
I screamed out so flashy that over a dozen people were now watching intently as I made my way to the car and I wiped cum from my centre, still naked I dropped my tonality respective times as I fumbled around trying to open the doorway ! What an experience ... ?

I think that what had happened to Karen, and now to me was and even the harsh viciousness of it was ever so appealing especially to me. After this office and at least in my fantasy 's, were are about women like me that that only need a threat or a little ill-usage, that could easily end up in situations where they have no choice and will do exactly what they are told especially by emphatic mordant men ! Again I was influenced by my submissive nurture and the fact that my father was a big good looking pussy chasing guy, this is where I think my perverted fantasy 's and kinky sex drive came from ! This bizarre intimate brush and the most stimulating intimate conversation I had with Karen easily influenced what was about to happen !

This is where it started, and all through our get hitched with living were sessions of raw leap sex play out in the woods and in adult motels, I loved the turmoil and incredible sex having no thought where I had been taken, who face fucked me, and of course the fucking I got from these men, and many I am trusted were sinister. It was all fun and games, but I wanted more !

My hubby byplay had started to take more than of his time and he was unable to satisfy me or my want 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 rating cards nice wearing apparel a car and nice house. I could buy what I wanted and go where I pleased, but was so sexually thwart, horny as Hell and wanting with this nagging fancy of naked submissive bondage, never far from my opinion !


These thinking were the awful opprobrious form of total naked on my knees entry with only a collar and ternion, and that leash in the deal of a dominant nasty blackamoor slave original, a man that had minuscule concern what so ever for my well being ! The variety that would use and misuse me sexually in the most harsh brutal and humiliating way !
My hubby Jon had made all of the arrangements for me, and had signed the newspaper that this striver skipper with Becka 's help had sent ! I knew little about the contingent or flights I was about to select. Neither did I know much about this woman Becka, I had complied with one postulation and that was to let my pubic tomentum grow, it was quite unknown, as for most of our get hitched with life and almost from the starting time I had been cleanly shaven, and had assumed that having a full pubic bush was only part of the rite and necessary for becoming a submissive sex slave ?

I was so uninitiated and trusting and assumed that everything would be taken charge 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 trajectory On United left early around 6:00 am that sunrise, and was a 5hr flight of stairs from PDX to New York JFK, once there with a short circuit layover I would change planer, and gameboard British Airways for another 7 hrs from JFK and on to the UK and Heathrow LHR.
My husband had seen me off, I had dressed modestly and looked like any other 30 yr old splice woman traveling by herself. We both had merge emotions at my departure and once aboard, the plane, I was surprised to see it was was half full of travelers, this allowed me a buns by myself, with no one on either position. I would cross numerous prison term 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 arcsecond thought about what I was about to do, but the over powering urge and desire to do this quickly brushed all of my fear aside ? I had gotten little sleep the night before, and had planned on making up for it on these long flights. I kept drifting off into periods of forced slumber laced with affair that had happened to me over the year, all sexual ! It was as if my creative thinker was thumbing through a hot novel of my sexual fancy 's and experiences at a rather degraded pace. Some made small sense, and others quite vividly detailed ?

From starting to jerk off at an early age followed by sexual fancy, my world-class intimate encounters with my beginner uncle and his ignominious friends during these notice games, the thought of my aunt naked bounds and being fucked by numerous black men ! My start boyfriend tying me helplessly to his bed cutting my scanty off and sucking me to my first oral climax, and the terrifying thought of being caught like this by his parents, that had come home early ! The incredible experience with my cousin Karen and her two black masters.
To our many kinky sexual adventures out in the Sir Henry Wood or seedy motels where I was used and abused sexually by numerous unusual men, and many that were black tight ones, the face fucking my kitty-cat sore and dripping all these thoughtful experiences that flipped through my judgment left me wet and very brace, as I passed in and out of restless sleep.


The plane was deep getting into New York JFK, after which it was a funny farm of hurrying to make the connecting flight to Heathrow LHR ! The flight was over booked and wide-cut, as if by design I was seated between to young dim soccer players that had been competing in international tournament competition. They were dressed in boxershorts and the team colouration, and logs. I was still wet flush and sexed up by my earlier persuasion from the premature muted undisturbed flying, and hoping they would not notice.

I was relieved at first off as they paid me little attention. They were probably in their betimes 20s and were conversing in a spoken language I had never heard before, much less understood ? Once the rear belt signal was turned off, the flight attendee offered the passenger on these long flying the option of luminosity out pillows, and blanket. So as to reside and make up the lost time and facilitate overcome the symptoms of jet lag. Apparently many rider had taken advantage of this and many were in sections of the unlighted aircraft already trying to get some rest.

These two Whitney Moore Young Jr. men, as the airliner climbed to cruising EL had been talking endlessly as the one on my mighty kept leaning over almost on top of me as the other pointed out landmark of long island and places along the shore agate line of CT. But once through the overcast it became only pretty profane sky's with null else to see that quickly became drilling, and their tending turned to me. inebriant. was usually free on these farsighted over piddle flights, and apparently they had planned on taking advantage of this, by doing plenty of drinking to authorise the time.

The one on my proper future to the aisle once he realized, he had been crowding me, had in arrant english sheepishly apologized for leaning all over me, offering to buy me a drink, and would not assume no for an answer. I had done short drinking even during our sexual escapade because of my father who was an souse and intend if I did would bear little ascendance of my unholy sex parkway, and as it turned out I was right ! I had told the flight attendant to bring only non alcoholic sparkling cider, but apparently she misunderstood and thought I had asked for a sparkling champagne ! My oral cavity had been dry due to all of the hustle of trying to make the flight, and although earlier had airway food, but had eaten little.

The drink they bought me were wonderful, as I having no experience with champagne like inebriant, the bombilation along with not eating and the high altitude of airline trajectory quickly enhanced my former thoughts and arousal, as they continued to talk, in this oral communication I did not understand ? It was obvious by what was said and needed little in the way of rendering that their conversation had turned to me ?

The one sitting by the window sensing my enkindle malaise said in staring engilsh as he put his bridge player on mine, one with my wedding gang, said honestly your husband must really like you to buy such a ring ! But did not removed his hand from mine ? Flirting a bit with me and going on to ask why such an attractive married cleaning woman like me was traveling alone ? I was not prepared for such a doubtfulness and with sinful guilt trip obviously all over my side, he quickly deduced I was on my way to something my husband knew cypher about much less would approve of !


I did not answer his doubt, which made it quite clear to him along with the guilty look, ... I was up to no just ! From this stage on his position changed and his paw was now resting just above my knee, I said aught, and made no feat to push his helping hand away ? He turned and looked me in the eye, and said in parole I did not understand to his champion sitting in the gangway seat ? I had no idea what to do or say and was holding my breathing place, as the other counterpane and placed a mantle the flight co-occurrence manus given him earlier, that easily covered his friends script and romantic indiscretions, or for that matter if anyone bothered to look.

The trajectory concomitant had returned again pushing her cart to the full of bottleful up the gangway asking if anyone wanted more boozing ? Both men bought several for me, this would make six of the little bubbly bottles of what I thought was fantastic tasting sparkling cyder, I had no idea was intoxicating. Not long after downing the last bottle and me More loosen than ever the cabin attendants turned all but the good manners lights out in our section, and with another blanket at our disposition, along with several pillows and no resistance what so ever from me, this young fateful soccer thespian became often bolder and had turned towards me. .This easily allowed his other handwriting down under my doll in between my second joint to play and search, I was wearing only scanty under my skirt that were now, along with my good bush very wet ! When his fingers found how wet my panties were I could see as we looked at one another even in the dark, a knowing smile cross his face !

With his fingers searching and poking it took little time for them to recover their around my scanty, and into me I gasped holding my breath as his finger's breadth found my button and started a boring sensual rubbing, in between pinching it, as his fingers continued to pleasured me.. It was all I could do biting my glossa to preserve the sounds of stimulating foreplay from escaping my lips. A sinful trembling sexual climax took everything from me followed by drifting slowly into blissful satisfied, and exhausted sleep, never imaging that something like this could pass off with totality stranger much to a lesser extent happen on this transatlantic flight of stairs !
I was awakened my the lights coming on and the Flight co-occurrence announcing that we would soon be landing. My amorous fellow traveller had along with his friend gone to sleep with his head on my shoulder that had during our sleep ended up on my bosom with his script still in my step-in ! He also was awaken by the annunciation and quickly removed it ! Followed by sitting up and folding the blanket pretence as if nothing had happened, but looked at me again with a knowing smile. After landing and parked at the concourse it was a engaged meter with passenger wanting off.

I was just setting there in no hurry trying to wake up with these two young black association football player on either side of meat also waiting our crook to deplane. The one that had pleasured me asked, again in perfect English people with an even larger smiling where I was staying in Greater London, and if he could be of any further assistance ? And that he and his friend would be more than well-chosen to show up me all of the tourist sights of John Griffith Chaney, and much more winking at me quite seductively. I said no, that I was staying with a protagonist at a secret hall, and honestly thanked him for his personal aid Then the Danton True Young man said he would be more than happy to do so again !


Becka ...

I was excited and felicitous, getting the call from Mr magnate, better known as Tyrone my dim slave lord that my new acquaintance and soon to be sex striver pardner in Tyrone 's stable of slaves, her figure was Diana. She was flying in to LHR Heathrow, from New York, Mr Powers my slave master had insisted I use his silver Mercedes Business Limousine, to pick Diana up at the drome thinking that it would throw her and I a better fortune to have sex one another in a close-fitting and more intimate way, and that I not have to tug and fight down the airport traffic.


I had my own car, a classical dark green jaguar E manikin convertible It was a car that I liked very a great deal, unlike many of the others, that were Brits symbols. I used it sparingly for business when doing work when I was in the UK and of course for play ?


It was wonderful to go zooming around in the summertime time on M20 to capital of Delaware and former places with top down, and me pulling my skimpy top down and flashing my naked tits at the camion drivers ! I once stopped at a lorry rest area 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 husband Jon, knew that I would take thoroughly fear of her, but the end, of her misstep, was to school and educated her in the ways of thraldom, and submission, here were prescript you know. Tyrone, Mr index My Joseph Black Owner, would try out on her au naturel body with sensations of joy and humiliation after becoming his holding, and for at least a three calendar month clip she had agreed to, and then make her decision. But was unaware of the detail of the contract she had signed with out reading at the time ?

Tyrone was a big unassailable, and great Black Bull lord that would take Diana to the extreme point limits of sexual twisting and pleasurable abuse ! I was sure as shooting after conversations with her hubby Jon, that Diana, like me loved the humiliation and sexual submission, as I so enjoyed..

I had left the Mercedes Business limo and a big black burly intimidating chauffeur, one that Mr powerfulness, Tyrone used for function like this. He was big black man with control front would leave naif women like Diana ready to follow any order and know once in his charge she must do with out doubt what ever she was told by him. His name was Marcus Junius Brutus and in realism he was a big teddy bear one that had used me quite pleasurably on more than one occasion, but could bring the role of nasty deterrence, that would get primitive oversexed women like Diana swiftly to their knee, in add up submission !
Her husband Jon had FedEx To Mr Powers along with copies to me, of her resume and legal documents of entry with quite a issue of pictures of her, most were of her defenseless spring and leashed, in slavish compromising poses, but a few were in modest attire, however these picture show I had seen did not do jurist to this cleaning woman !


I was waiting at the arrival gate When I could see my beautiful new friend come through customs 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 eubstance, her breasts and hips were a bit larger than mine but it was her lovely branch, and nates that impressed me the most. The bounder she wore were a bit high for airdrome traveling, she turned looking back for a moment as if looking for someone ? But I could see these heels made her legs thighs and round posterior so more deliciously appealing, as the hopeful lights from the arrival gates and throng silhouetted and outlined her female person contour quite sinfully, almost as if she was wearing nothing at all !

It was a rather champaign skirt and blouse that did little to hide her beauty or shapely body, she was carrying her coat and minor travel bag. I of trend was not the sole one that noticed, her beauty as others near by mostly men stared much less discretely.
The fount of this night haired beauty looked out into the bunch of anticipant champion 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 husband she knew fiddling about me. This would change in only a few brief here and now !

She was quite relived that I had found her in such a crew of traveler. We gave each other a hesitating hug and a ready osculation at first, but in only moments we were hugging and kissing like giddy untested school female child. Then two young ignominious men dressed in colors of a local British soccer team, approached Diana ? One looked straight at me with less than gentlemanly gaze and asked her if I was the friend she would staying with in London ?

Before she could say anything he grabbed her hand opened it and placed a banknote, then said as he continued to look at me that this was his name number and he and his friend would be happy to usher us the Nox berth around London ! I looked at Diana in wonder, thinking she might not be quite so naive or innocuous after all ? I dared not ask and after some uncomfortable laugh and excited small talk we made our way towards the baggage area.
Diana
Never having been out of the states before, and now in the UK was a first, the wondrous store we passed like Joe Louis Vuitton, Prada, Hermes and Armani, along with the colorful visible radiation of late evening in this gigantic airline pole that overlooked the planes that were arriving and departing The long slip and the hoi polloi from every nation passing this way and that, as a tie woman by myself the sight was all quite overwhelming !


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

Then before I knew it, she was up beside me and grabbed my helping hand, saying she needed to go too. `` Why is it we girls always seem go to the ladies room together ? '' She laughed, and I laughed too, somewhat relieved, I think ?
Of course, when we got in there, the station was like the rest of the airport crowded. We waited for a while and I not knowing quite what to say, I told her she was a very pretty woman and had been impressed with her..looks. maybe it was the lingering alcohol or the fact that this Young black soccer role player had offered to be my escort while I was in London, or was I just getting bolder ?
Becka patted my bottom of the inning most lovingly as if it was a normal thing and said it was sweet of me to say so. Then one of the kiosk came relinquish. I offered to let her go first, but she grabbed me by the hand and pulled me in with her, laughing that we were both young lady and it would not matter !
Most women have bisexual tendencies, but few act on them, unless there is chance, and not realizing this, opportunity was fast approaching ? My married man had said at one time he was amazed by the sum of money of charwoman that were bisexual.

I had never thought much about about early woman, but for some reason remembering most all of my intimate phantasy 's included former fair sex not all of grade, but most as bisexual or out and out Lesbian, which was a bit disconcerting ! During our marriage and raw blindfold sex gambling I knew from the beginning other women 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 oversexed young woman not giving much thought to who had enjoyed themselves by bringing me off to orgasm, as it was all intimate joy, and I could not allow in to myself due to my spiritual upbringing that I, like many women was indeed bisexual person ?

So what was about to encounter was quite a sexual revelation. It was a closing curtain 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 rhythm each early. It was a bit taut and difficult because of our breasts, and they were pressed quite closely together as her bum was pushed forward by the toilet-paper bearer on the threshold. I felt my nipples get hard when they touched, the feeling was good, but left me unsure, with shuffle intimate emotions.

I lifted my skirt up, pulled my step-in down and sat on the toilet. As I did she grow her skirt and placed it over my pass ? I thought at world-class she was just getting ready and had done so by fault ? This showed a well shave pubic mound with a nice duet of piano garden pink hanging down kitty-cat back talk, as she was wearing nothing under her skirt !. 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 bare, her clitoris, and the repose was clean shaven. She was much like me. You know, really ping, and her inner lips 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 thing had swollen, and was twice as large as mine !.

I was beginning to sense quite fond from this in my face pussy of hers and trying to hurry up peeing, but you know how it is when you 've had more to drink in and been holding on for a piece. Your slight pee hole becomes a bit bashful and always seems to lead its sentence to start and even longer to do ace business.
I finally finished reached around her for some tissue paper to wipe myself. That took a bit of maneuvering. I was a bit surprised with my nose in her pubic bone, as it seemed to be awfully wet down there.

She was dancing around, with her her knees bent and apart, at commencement I thought she was also dying to go, but to my surprisal she place both helping hand on my berm and pulled me to her ! It seemed so natural, my tongue easily slipped into her brim and wet pussy flock as I explored up and down her slit with my tongue my rim found her vain clit her hand ended up on my head and held me taut to her and in lone moments she succumbed to a shuddering orgasm, but it was the noise she made even with the skirt between her paw and my head that was so sinfully erotic, and OMG ! I thought everyone in the station knew exactly what we were doing or what had just happened in that cubicle ?

After respective minutes I tried then was finally able-bodied to stand up, we pressed together again as we swapped places.
My bird was still up around my waist and my step-in round my human knee. I started to twist down to pull them up, but bumped my freighter against the tissue holder on the door lost my balance and sort of fell forward towards her. She sitting on the lav put her hands up to check me from falling, and her hands grabbed both of my chest. `` Oh, I 'm terribly sorry, '' she said grinning, 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 panties up, she grabbed my bare can and pulled me towards her, and all of a sudden, she was nuzzling my pussy through the full bush I had let grow ! My helping hand were up and griping both sides of the stalling and I was staring at the roofing tile behind the bathroom. I do n't sleep with what I was thinking, really. And then she started to suck and lick me !

OMG ! OMG ! She could instruct my husband or any man a thing 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 make a straight laced married woman like me into a subservient bisexual slut. She licked the outer mouth first and tried to sucked 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 feel 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 clit and I was starting to finger quite unaccented in the articulatio genus, not to mention having a very wet pussy.


Then she started to riffle her tongue around my clit and the outside of my interior lips and I had to hang on harder to the stall walls and violence myself to stay good. I was n't staring anymore. My optic were closed, and I think I was just hanging on having difficulty breathing too, I am not for sure what kind of sounds I was making but they were certainly strait of smutty perverted sex !.
meter seemed to stop as I felt her glossa and lips slowly surround my clit. That forced it firmly against my pubic pearl as she lovingly bit me at first just a little, then very much harder as she held me tight 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 build any More noise, and was sure I was going to draw blood.

She began running her tongue up and down between my inside lip again, and again circling rung my clit, flicking it from side to side with her expert forceful clapper every now and then. I could pick up myself breathing harder, and I could also pick up multitude talking on the other side of the door, the running game of urine, the stochasticity of the hand-dryer and the flush in the next cubicle. I remember being vaguely worried that someone would know, what we two slutty women were doing ? My body was tingling all over and my pubes were tightening, but it was all a bit of a blur.

My vaginal muscles and ass cheeks were contracting so practically that my skirt fell on top of her head. I opened my center for a moment as I felt the drive and saw her calmly use one bridge player to press it back up out of the way, and then pull my undies all the way down to the base, arise my articulatio genus, and express one foot.
As she pulled me closer lifted my leg up over her berm, bending down further and turning her headway slightly to get at me very much better. Then she slid her tongue just inside me, and began rubbing her teeth and sass against my clit, sucking and biting again ! I was trying to be tranquillise and taking in spate of quick gasping breaths looking up at the ceiling and blinking firmly, trying to pull in my imaginativeness. I could feel my inside contracting in and out, and then I could n't barricade myself from gasping out trashy as I came, pushing my pubes hard against her and hanging onto the walls for pricey life story order to keep on from falling !

I was panting and still blinking hard, and cum was leaking down both side of meat of my thighs, and OMG ! She was still licking and sucking it from me as she pushed her nozzle into me, my custody left the walls and sort of gripped her read/write head just in sentence for me to arch into her with my second body-shuddering sexual climax. I 'm trusted I must have let out a most satisfying sound or sex filled pleasurable release loudly, but I do n't really remember ?

The one knee 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 fair sex. Her hands still on my naked bottom pulled me firmly to her and gave a few last loving candy kiss on my sopping wet twat before gently taking my leg down and putting my foot back into my pantie. saying in a sweet and sensual representative a slave victor never wants his girls to ever wear step-in, and said you should set off getting use to it, offering to take and dispose them them.


I was not sure what to say ? As she reached around behind me and deplumate off some pot tissue paper then wiped my thighs and pussy before hesitantly pulling my panty up completely, saying quite disappointed well its okey for now.
Then patted my panty covered mound, pulled down my annulus and put her men on my hips to push me back far enough so she could fend up. I was staring in a daze, and probably my mouth was all-inclusive open, when her beautiful face lip rouge smeared and all appeared in front of my eyes.

I heard her tear off more tissue as she wiped her chin, nose cheeks and back talk, threw the paper in the bowling ball, then took my font in her hands and kissed me entire on the sass just like a forceful Male devotee would do. Her lingua rolled around with mine as I tasted myself, mixed in with her own luxuriance. It tasted wondrous as she eased off kissing me slowly and so tender.

I was gripping the walls again so tight that she had to pry my fingerbreadth off then turned me around so I could sit on the lid to recover. She squatted down in front me and caressed my face. `` That was n't so bad now, was it"? She said, smiling. I shook my principal because I could n't let the cat out of the bag. I leaned forward and kissed her on the brim. She smiled again and we kissed some more until I had regained sufficient feeling in my legs to be capable 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.

acerate leaf to say, we got more than a few strange and knowing looks as we came out of the cubicle stall.
I was blushing almost deep red from the facial expression, but Becka threw her head back, with an arrogant, amused smell, grabbed my shank, 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 Thomas More than just admirer ! Some dame looked at us with curiosity and others with disdain presuming we had been up to Sir Thomas More than just sexual mischief, like two blue young trollop. Most were busy with their own business as others came and went, and to my blockade fill-in paid us little attention.

Then alarmed I realized my coating I had hug on the doorway, and my carry bag I had left on the floor 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 thing I had taken with me. I was quickly in bust, and as a kept adult female my married man had always taken forethought of everything, including my passport, all I had to do was pose for a picture and sign up the papers.
Becka was most reassure 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 days would have the need temporary theme, and a new pass. I had calmed down some as she was so kind and reassuring, and besides I still had most all of my things in the crowing bag I had checked


From there still timid and wet, not only from the rip ! It was down the escalator to the baggage call area, most from my flight of steps, and due to our intimate tryst in the ladies room had already picked up their bags 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 claim area about my checked bags and the others that had been taken ? Becka on my behalf quite convincingly gave the baggage attender from British Airways a nasty tongue lashing ! But unknown to me she had already paid them most handsomely to make for certain my dish 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 events left me totally strung-out on Becka a woman I had just met and barely knew, but from our to begin with confidant hugging kissing and most wonderful pleasuring of each early I was naively accepting of what had happened. I had nothing no clothes no money and no recommendation ! Still in somewhat of a shock, and unsure of everything Becka leadi me by the hand to the parking arena where Brutus the lightlessness chauffeur and Tyrone 's incredibly expensive ash grey Mercedes byplay Limousine was parked.
He did not appear to be at all concerned at our tardiness I was quite taken by his aspect sizing, and front, and perked up a little as he was exactly what I had fantasized in the way of big awful calamitous men, he purposely looked at me with sinful lecherousness and intimidation in his eyes this left me with concerned boding, and pussy tight and wet with prevision ? I found out later it was his job to intimidate women like me and he was very good at it !

Becka kept trying to reassure me that all would be well as Brutus now more gentlemanly opened the door and helped us in. Becka said after looking me over and because we were both about the same size of it, said she had good deal of apparel I could wear, and smiled most mischievously, as she said in respective days it would hold no difference as I would take 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 redress ! I would consume no indigence of clothes, as she reminded me that I would be a au naturel sex slave on a terzetto and gear up for filthy black men 's intimate pleasance and insult !
Once in the luxury silver limousine I noticed my surroundings and how nice it was inside this limousine had dark tinted windowpane in the back that allowed those inside to see out, but from the away no one could see in ? This was a most elegant automobile, and one I would drop more clock time in than I could ever imagine ? Mostly as a nude bounce sex slave sent back and forth all over London and the UK for ungodly sex slave submission ?


Continued in Chapter Two

Titled

'' Getting to Know My New protagonist Becka ''