My New life As A Sex hard worker To Black schoolmaster !

'' The reaching '' Chapter One

mould of Characters

Diana

A 34 yr old married Elwyn Brooks White woman, 5'6"tall dark brown hair'honey oil eyes and weighs130 # lbs'36"24"35"and after respective children still looked her Best, actually jr. than she actually is. She, even at this age is still very naive over turn on and insecure as to her feeling. Her primary plus is her incredible sex drive and a most sore clitoris, that with small thought of sex becomes wet and aroused instantly, she is a girl made for sex ! One of her darling sexual fancy 's is to be a nude helpless sex slave to nasty black-market men !

Becka

A 36 yr old petite attractive European woman of Catalan decent is 5'4"tall with blood-red brown hair and sinister sultry oculus. She weighs 111 # lbs and is a very shapely 36"24"35"woman, that has sensitive mammilla as well as an equally sensitive button, she already is a willing sex slave to black men, and is one of Tyrone 's sex striver 's. She is quite devious experienced and worldly. She has been instrumental in finding women like Diana that are predisposed to lead two lifetime, one of a traditional married cleaning lady, and the other as a sex slave and black cock sporting lady to and for men of people of colour. She has offered to assist, and help oneself direct adult female like Diana into this lifespan style of romantic awful and abusive interracial sex, as a submissive slave !

Tyrone

Tyrone exponent, also known as Ty, or Mr Powers
Is the utter smutty slave master copy, at well over 6'marvelous 220 lbs and built like a Hellenic language god ! He is much older in his mid 50s, is hansom well educated and well to do. He is quite entrance and is very good at seducing white married charwoman that have sexual fantasy 's of slave sex with black gentlemen, but believe me he is no gentleman ! He is a shifty mongrel that will use any tactic to gain the confidence upper script and control of naively stunned and over sexed womanhood like Diane !

Tyrone has a stopcock that most men would die for, it is a 10"curved thing of beauty with an enormous mushroom-shaped cloud shaped head that can get hard in an blink of an eye and stay that way almost indefinitely, he also has enormous balls, that store incredible total of cum. But his real prowess is his ability to both pleasance and abuse womanhood sexually, and on top of that he is insatiable. He owns Becka, and has owned legion T. H. White splice women as full or part sentence black cock sex slave, and like many livid womanhood wants Diana as one that will lead a double life-time as one, at least to jump with ?


Jonathon :

Diana 's husband She is the loves of his life, and only wants her to be happy and experience sex the like of that few cleaning woman will ever enjoy. They have had a most wonderful sex sprightliness full of sexual adventure, from before they were married with naked parking out in the Grant Wood, to sex after they were married with unknown in peaked hotels. They have had unbelievable sex on New Years with Princess Diana dressed in following 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 fantasy of hers he is taking the risk and luck of loosing her forever ? But he loves her so a good deal it is a fortune he is leave to take ! This is for her happiness, and intimate well being, as he wants her to enjoy the kind of sex that he and to the highest degree white married man are incapable of giving..

Introduction

A married white homemaker journeying's to the UK in hunt of a nighttime sexual fantasy that has been smoldering for sometime and wants desperately for it to go reality. Her husband has become shut Friend with this woman Becka through the web and they have been corresponding for sometime as both seem to have the very Saami estimation and interests, as to his wife Princess of Wales 's fortune. They have discussed so many things about this sexual fantasy, of white cleaning woman in slavery to inglorious men and all of the cruddy scurrilous harsh sex that goes with it, and is always the topic of of their conversation !

An correspondence has been entered into by the three political party for their reciprocal benefit, that has sealed Diana 's portion ! The rigid legal document she has signed has many requirements, one she has been sent with a one way just the ticket, and only has enough money to final for respective days. Her apparel the few she has taken are purposely lost in the baggage claim area ?
Becka in her first devious treatment of Diana has paid the luggage coach to conveniently ready all of her matter disappear. This will insure that she becomes fully strung-out on her, who will see to her needs, and Diana will have no choice but to trust totally on her for everything, food money and apparel, along with a home to stay ? The other requirement is that prior to her entry as a black cock sex hard worker, she not under any circumstances shave her pubes, and that she have a full thick bush for her evocation into bondage ?

Diana

My Arrival In The UK ... and how a 30s something white woman becomes a sex slave to black men ! Chapter One

I was a 35 yr old matrimonial housewife that had an over fighting imagination, along with an incredible sex thrust. I had mixed touch sensation about a number of perverse fantasy 's ever since I was a young woman ! My stake in sour sexual encounters was so overpowering that world morals, perception and even my own conscious, as to what was acceptable, along with the arrangement I was about to go in into allowed me to easily sweep all of these concerns aside.


There were respective things that happened to me that perked my interest in black 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 opinion to, or about ignominious men as a young woman and only viewed them as men. It was only after respective experiences all sexually inspired that started my illusion 's to admit them.

One thing that happened to me. Was my Church Father, he was a big hansom cab man that loved to drink in, take a chance and seduce other women ! This is where I am sure my sex cause came from ? At barely 18 my forefather took me with him on several occasions where he played cards with my uncle and several of his disastrous friends in the all black area of southern Calif. where I would swear out them beer !
My founding father never worked much, but mom always did. I was the quondam of six. He had always wanted a boy, and I could never please him no matter how hard I tried. I think he loved me, but was always trying to marry me off to any man that gave me a look. Telling them I would pee a thoroughly minuscule wife, at one of these board plot he had offered me up to these older shameful gentlemen, even patting me on my bottom inferring that I would be good in bed ?

I think, he would let never done this had he not been drinking ! But for me a young highly-sexed girl that masturbated regularly and had fantasy 's of coloured scurrilous sex, the thought process of me raw in the bridge player of these older black men, was deliciously arousing. I had heard rumors about my uncle who would tie my aunt up, strip her nude blindfold her and led these black men fuck her, these hearsay were later confirmed when I found photograph during these biz of nigrify men fucking my aunt ! These mentation of either happening to me were something I had almost hurt myself masturbating to !

My full cousin Karen, their daughter about four geezerhood 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 dark area of Compton near Long Beach Calif.. She was a blond drab eyed cute slightly over weight unit little affair looking for love in all the incorrect places. She came and lived with us one summer when she was barely 18 and I think several of my husbands male friends Fucked her genius out ! As he told me she even came on to him !

She was living with these black men various year later in her betimes 20s and had attended a family funeral for another uncle, my married man did not give ear. She had no car only a tenacious bus ride so I drove her back to where she lived. Once parked in movement of her household I had a rather interesting and arousing conversation with Karen especially as to what these men did to her. It was quite humbling and sexually abusive, they would pander her out to their friends as a Joseph Black shaft slut, but apparently she loved it !


Sitting in my car she first showed me her fairy of spades tattoos on each of her bare bra LE boob ! Then she raised her skirt and showed me her black cock whore tattoo just above her well shaven and obviously well exploited pussycat ! If this was not shocking enough opened her wooden leg all-encompassing showing her piercings down there, pulling one ring up, I almost choked and could not believe that the tintinnabulation was pierced right through the frame of her rather orotund and horribly stretched clitoral membrane !

As a young get married woman trying to convince myself, to a greater extent than her, said in a less than convincing vocalism I could never do such a thing ! But in Sojourner Truth, my cerebration and sexual fantasy 's about such things, were quite the opposite ! The conversation with me still in evoke shock continued with Karen inviting me in to fit her two black lovers !

At first-class honours degree I made alibi not to, but my involvement and oddity as well as her description of them plus her obvious willing submissive nature left me really sexed up and of course I had no early option, .. right ? Once in the house she immediately removed all of her clothes ! At showtime I was shocked, as one of her bleak masters appeared I was not sure what to do or remember ? He was former in his mid 30s and quite hansom ! He grabbed Karen hugged and squeezed her nude ass lovingly with his big black helping hand, and then ordered her down on her human knee ! Then looked at me ? As Karen tried to hit introductions while nude and on her knees ! He then ordered me to pillage ! I hesitated and said no, and would not ! Then in a tacky sinister vocalisation that was accompanied a intemperately slap across my face I instantly knew he meant business !

For me, my husband had never been think of or demanding as I had always been subservient and willing, he had only spanked my bottom and abused my pussy. But I had wanted him to ! No one except my Fatherhood had ever paddled my bottom or done anything like this ! For me this is all it took, as the smell on his face told me I had better ! His verbal threat followed by this abrasive act left me stunned and in only moments I was naked and helplessly on my articulatio genus next to her ! At about this meter her former black master hearing all of the din had come to enquire ?

OMG ! He was everything the other pitch-black master was not ! A big ugly bald headed man bare chested musclebound sporting tattoos and several gold tooth ! He had a very nasty aspect in his oculus that made me throb, and the other man that had slapped me await so much more appeal ! With no hesitation or warning what so ever he unzipped his trouser and out flopped a gigantic Black person tool that was enlarging itself by the back ! I was scared to demise 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 hard respective metre calling me a Black Cock Whore, Logos that would become perversely etched in my nous and me only wanting more !
Then his cock now rock hard interred my willing open sassing as he brutally face fucked me harder and gruelling ! I had sucked stopcock before but always on my price and was very ladylike about it always kind and gentle.


It had been a turn on to bring a man like my husband and others off sucking them, but to be naked on my knees and to have a filthy looking forceful black stranger black do this to me had brought about sexual thoughts and demoralize sensations I thought never existed !

OMG !
When he came his cum and cum load almost drowned me ! Karen had been pleading for them to let me go, telling them I was a tie woman and that was not make or interest in being a willing Shirley Temple Black hammer working girl ! The very opposite though was true and in fact the display case ! As he roughly shoved me off of his cock cum hit me right hand between the middle leaving me unable to see for a moment !
Then he jerked me up onto my feet, picked up my apparel and purse placed them in my arms and pushed me out the forepart threshold and onto the porch ! It was broad daytime and others in the neighborhood watched smiling at my humiliating predicament, as apparently Karenic and some of their other young sex sluts had been naked and on the porch a number of prison term before !
So for others all mostly poor black residents seeing me like this was not all that unusual. He had removed his leather belt and as I naked and embarrassed turned to go gave me a viscous blistering whack on my bare bottom, the sound of leather hitting stripped female person material body was like a gun blastoff in the quiet neighbourhood !
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 oculus, still naked I dropped my Florida key various times as I fumbled around trying to open the threshold ! What an experience ... ?

I think that what had happened to Karen, and now to me was and even the harsh barbarity of it was ever so appealing especially to me. After this situation and at to the lowest degree in my fantasy 's, were are about cleaning lady like me that that only need a threat or a little misuse, that could easily end up in situation where they have no alternative and will do exactly what they are told especially by forceful inglorious men ! Again I was influenced by my submissive upbringing and the fact that my beginner was a big dependable looking cunt chasing guy, this is where I think my pervert fantasy 's and kinky sex drive came from ! This bizarre sexual encounter and the most stimulating 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 au naturel leaping sex play out in the woods and in grownup motels, I loved the excitement and incredible sex having no idea where I had been taken, who face fucked me, and of track the nooky I got from these men, and many I am sure were calamitous. It was all fun and games, but I wanted more !

My husband business had started to take more of his time and he was unable to satisfy me or my needs the way he had in the past, he was going one way, and I the other. I learned later that Becka had a very alike experience, I like her had everything, money credit plug-in nice clothes a car and nice house. I could buy what I wanted and go where I pleased, but was so sexually frustrated, randy as nether region and wanting with this nagging illusion of naked submissive slavery, never far from my thoughts !


These intellection were the nasty opprobrious kind of tot defenseless on my articulatio genus compliance with only a pinch and terzetto, and that leash in the hands of a dominant smutty dark hard worker schoolmaster, a man that had little concern what so ever for my well being ! The kind that would use and abuse 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 theme that this slave captain with Becka 's help had sent ! I knew little about the item 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 hair grow, it was quite strange, as for most of our married liveliness and almost from the starting I had been cleanly shaven, and had assumed that having a wax pubic bush was only part of the rite and requirement for becoming a submissive sex buckle down ?

I was so primitive and trusting and assumed that everything would be taken guardianship of, as Jon had always done in the past times, this left me deep in thought as to my fantasy, and how it would become a realness ? My flying On United left too soon around 6:00 am that break of day, and was a 5hr escape from PDX to New York JFK, once there with a unawares stopover I would change aeroplane, and circuit card British people skyway 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 former 30 yr old married woman traveling by herself. We both had mixed emotions at my going and once aboard, the planer, I was surprised to see it was was half full of travelers, this allowed me a seat by myself, with no one on either side. I would cut across legion time zone and would end up tired with jet lag arriving at 8:00 pm in the evening Greater London time.

During the flight to New York, I had s thoughts about what I was about to do, but the over powering urge and desire to do this quickly brushed all of my concern aside ? I had gotten little sleep the Nox before, and had planned on making up for it on these long trajectory. I kept drifting off into menstruation of pull slumber laced with matter that had happened to me over the years, all sexual ! It was as if my judgement was thumbing through a hot novel of my sexual fantasy 's and experiences at a rather firm pace. Some made little sense, and others quite vividly detailed ?

From starting to jack off at an early age followed by sexual fancy, my initiatory sexual coming upon with my father uncle and his blackness friends during these card games, the thought of my aunt naked leaping and being fucked by numerous Shirley Temple Black men ! My for the first time boyfriend tying me helplessly to his bed cutting my panties off and sucking me to my initiatory oral orgasm, and the terrifying thinking of being caught like this by his parents, that had come home early ! The incredible experience with my cousin Karenic and her two total darkness masters.
To our many kinky intimate adventures out in the woods or seedy motels where I was used and abused sexually by numerous strange men, and many that were black foul ones, the face fucking my pussy sore and dripping all these thoughtful experiences that flipped through my intellect left me wet and very aroused, as I passed in and out of restless sleep.


The plane was late getting into New York JFK, after which it was a madhouse of hurrying to progress to the connecting escape to Heathrow LHR ! The flying was over book and full phase of the moon, as if by design I was seated between to offspring black soccer participant that had been competing in International tourney competition. They were dressed in shorts and the team people of colour, and log. I was still wet flush and sexed up by my originally thoughts from the late repose undisturbed flight, and hoping they would not notice.

I was relieved at first as they paid me little attention. They were probably in their betimes 20s and were conversing in a words I had never heard before, much less infer ? Once the seat belt signal was turned off, the flying attendants offered the rider on these retentive trajectory the option of brightness out pillows, and blankets. So as to rest and attain up the deep in thought time and help surmount the symptoms of jet lag. Apparently many passengers had taken advantage of this and many were in surgical incision of the unlighted aircraft already trying to get some rest.

These two young men, as the airliner climbed to cruising altitude had been talking endlessly as the one on my right hand kept leaning over almost on top of me as the early pointed out landmark of farseeing island and places along the shore line of Nutmeg State. But once through the overcast it became only pretty amobarbital sodium sky's with nothing else to see that quickly became boring, and their attention turned to me. inebriant. was usually free on these longsighted over water flight, and apparently they had planned on taking reward of this, by doing muckle of imbibing to make it the time.

The one on my proper next to the aisle once he realized, he had been crowding me, had in stark english sheepishly apologized for leaning all over me, offering to buy me a potable, and would not take no for an answer. I had done little drinking even during our sexual adventures because of my Church Father who was an alcoholic and thought if I did would have little control of my sinful sex drive, and as it turned out I was mightily ! I had told the flight attendant to bring in only non alcoholic sparkling cider, but apparently she misunderstood and thought I had asked for a sparkling champagne ! My sass had been dry due to all of the hustle of trying to make the flying, and although in the first place had air hose food, but had eaten little.

The drinks they bought me were terrific, as I having no experience with champagne like inebriant, the bombilation along with not eating and the high altitude of airline business flight quickly enhanced my previous thoughts and rousing, as they continued to talk, in this linguistic communication I did not empathize ? It was obvious by what was said and needed little in the way of version that their conversation had turned to me ?

The one sitting by the window sensing my excite uneasiness said in perfect engilsh as he put his hand on mine, one with my wedding ring, said honestly your husband must really like you to buy such a ring ! But did not removed his deal from mine ? Flirting a bit with me and going on to ask why such an attractive matrimonial woman like me was traveling alone ? I was not prepared for such a doubtfulness and with over-the-top guilt obviously all over my face, he quickly deduced I was on my way to something my husband knew naught about much less would approve of !


I did not answer his question, which made it quite clear to him along with the guilty look, ... I was up to no dear ! From this point on his mental attitude changed and his manus was now resting just above my genu, I said nothing, and made no effort to push his hand away ? He turned and looked me in the eye, and said in words I did not understand to his friend sitting in the gangway seat ? I had no idea what to do or say and was holding my hint, as the former ranch and placed a blanket the flight meeter hand given him earlier, that easily covered his Friend hired man and amatory indiscretions, or for that subject if anyone bothered to look.

The flying attendant had returned again pushing her cart full phase of the moon of nursing bottle up the aisle asking if anyone wanted more drinks ? Both men bought several for me, this would construct six of the lilliputian champagne bottles of what I thought was wonderful tasting sparkling cider, I had no idea was intoxicating. Not long after downing the utmost bottleful and me Thomas More relaxed than ever the cabin attendee turned all but the good manners lights out in our section, and with another mantle at our electric pig, along with respective pillows and no resistance what so ever from me, this immature black soccer thespian became a great deal bolder and had turned towards me. .This easily allowed his other paw down under my bird in between my thigh to play and explore, I was wearing only panty under my skirt that were now, along with my full George W. Bush very wet ! When his fingers found how wet my panty were I could see as we looked at one another even in the dark, a knowing smile crossing his expression !

With his finger's breadth searching and poking it took little time for them to happen their around my scanty, and into me I gasped holding my breath as his fingers found my clit and started a slack sultry detrition, in between pinching it, as his fingers continued to pleasured me.. It was all I could do biting my tongue to proceed the strait of stimulating rousing from escaping my lips. A unholy trembling orgasm took everything from me followed by drifting slowly into blissful live up to, and exhausted sleep, never imaging that something like this could occur with tote up strangers much less happen on this transatlantic escape !
I was awakened my the lighting coming on and the flying attendant announcing that we would soon be landing. My romantic fellow traveler had along with his supporter gone to sleep with his principal on my shoulder that had during our sleep ended up on my breast with his script still in my pantie ! He also was awaken by the announcement 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 busy prison term with passengers wanting off.

I was just setting there in no precipitation trying to waken up with these two untested disgraceful soccer players on either incline also waiting our routine to deplane. The one that had pleasured me asked, again in gross english with an even with child smile where I was staying in capital of the United Kingdom, and if he could be of any encourage aid ? And that he and his friend would be more than than glad to show me all of the tourist flock of Jack London, and much more winking at me quite seductively. I said no, that I was staying with a friend at a secret residence, and honestly thanked him for his personal care Then the young man said he would be to a greater extent than happy to do so again !


Becka ...

I was excited and felicitous, getting the call from Mr Powers, better known as Tyrone my black slave master that my new friend and soon to be sex slave spouse in Tyrone 's stable of slaves, her name was Princess Diana. She was flying in to LHR Heathrow, from New York, Mr Powers my slave sea captain had insisted I use his silver Mercedes job Limousine, to piece Diana up at the airport thinking that it would give her and I a ameliorate chance to know one another in a confining and more intimate way, and that I not suffer to take and fight the airport traffic.


I had my own car, a Graeco-Roman night immature Jaguar E model convertible It was a car that I liked very much, unlike many of the others, that were British symbols. I used it sparingly for business enterprise when doing work when I was in the UK and of course of study for play ?


It was wonderful to go zooming around in the summer time on M20 to capital of Delaware and former places with top down, and me pulling my skimpy top down and flashing my raw tit at the lorry drivers ! I once stopped at a lorry rest domain 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 hubby Jon, knew that I would take good guardianship of her, but the goal, of her trip, was to groom and educated her in the ways of slavery, and meekness, here were rules you know. Tyrone, Mr force My Black possessor, would experiment on her naked body with sensations of pleasance and abasement after becoming his place, and for at least a three month clock time she had agreed to, and then make her decision. But was unaware of the details of the contract she had signed with out reading at the time ?

Tyrone was a big strong, and great Black shit lord that would take on Princess Diana to the extreme limits of sexual distortion and gratifying abuse ! I was sure after conversations with her husband Jon, that Diana, like me loved the abasement and sexual compliance, as I so enjoyed..

I had left the Mercedes line of work Limousine and a big melanise burly intimidating chauffeur, one that Mr office, Tyrone used for social occasion like this. He was big black man with commanding presence would lead uninitiate women like Diana make to keep up any rules of order and have sex once in his burster she must do with out question what ever she was told by him. His name was Brutus and in world he was a big teddy bear one that had used me quite pleasurably on more than than one occasion, but could work the character of filthy intimidation, that would impart naive oversexed charwoman like Princess of Wales swiftly to their stifle, in total submission !
Her husband Jon had FedEx To Mr world power along with copy to me, of her resume and legal documents of submission with quite a number of pictures of her, most were of her naked leaping and leashed, in submissive compromising pose, but a few were in modest attire, however these painting I had seen did not do Justice Department to this charwoman !


I was waiting at the reaching gate When I could see my beautiful new champion come through impost and security measures. 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 breasts and pelvic arch were a bit orotund than mine but it was her lovely legs, and seat that impressed me the most. The bounder she wore were a bit high for airport travel, she turned looking back for a here and now as if looking for someone ? But I could see these heels made her legs thighs and rhythm bottom so more deliciously appealing, as the brilliantly illumination from the comer gates and throng silhouetted and outlined her female soma quite sinfully, almost as if she was wearing nothing at all !

It was a rather knit stitch doll and blouse that did little to obliterate her ravisher or shapely body, she was carrying her coat and small travel bag. I of course was not the alone one that noticed, her mantrap as others near by mostly men stared much less discretely.
The face of this iniquity haired sweetheart looked out into the crew of anticipant protagonist relatives and lover 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 conception from her husband she knew piddling about me. This would change in only a few brief moments !

She was quite relived that I had found her in such a bunch of travelers. We gave each other a hesitant hug and a quick kiss at first, but in lone moments we were hugging and kissing like giddy young school female child. Then two unseasoned black men dressed in colors of a local Brits soccer team, approached Princess of Wales ? One looked straight person at me with less than gentlemanly gaze and asked her if I was the Quaker she would staying with in Greater London ?

Before she could say anything he grabbed her hired hand opened it and placed a Federal Reserve note, then said as he continued to attend at me that this was his name bit and he and his ally would be happy to show us the night spots around London ! I looked at Diana in marvel, thinking she might not be quite so uninitiated or inexperienced person after all ? I dared not ask and after some uncomfortable laugh and excited small-scale talking we made our way towards the baggage area.
Diana
Never having been out of the res publica before, and now in the UK was a first, the wonderful shops we passed like Louis Vuitton, Prada, Hermes and Armani, along with the colourful lighting of late eventide in this gigantic airline terminal that overlooked the airplane that were arriving and departing The long misstep and the people from every nation passing this way and that, as a married 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 amorous aid I really needed to go pee quite badly, and asked. Becka, she pointed toward the nearest ladies room, still with a quizzical looking 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 deal, 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 situation was like the rest of the airport crowded. We waited for a spell and I not knowing quite what to say, I told her she was a very pretty cleaning woman and had been impressed with her..looks. maybe it was the lingering alcohol or the fact that this unseasoned black association football player had offered to be my date while I was in Jack London, or was I just getting bolder ?
Becka patted my posterior 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 detached. I offered to let her go first-class honours degree, but she grabbed me by the hired hand and pulled me in with her, laughing that we were both young lady and it would not matter !
most fair sex have bisexual tendencies, but few act on them, unless there is chance, and not realizing this, opportunity was fast approaching ? My husband had said at one time he was amazed by the amount of women that were bisexual.

I had never thought much about about early cleaning lady, but for some reason remembering most all of my sexual fantasy 's included other cleaning lady not all of course, but most as bisexual or out and out lesbians, which was a bit disconcerting ! During our marriage and naked blindfold sex sport I knew from the start other char 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 char not giving a good deal thought to who had enjoyed themselves by bringing me off to orgasm, as it was all sexual joy, and I could not allow to myself due to my religious upbringing that I, like many women was indeed bisexual ?

So what was about to happen was quite a sexual 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 line of me so we had to force rung each early. It was a bit miserly and difficult because of our breasts, and they were pressed quite closely together as her bottom was pushed forward by the toilet-paper holder on the room access. I felt my nipples get hard when they touched, the feeling was good, but left me unsure, with mixed sexual emotions.

I lifted my skirt up, pulled my panties down and sat on the toilet. As I did she stir her doll and placed it over my caput ? I thought at low she was just getting set up and had done so by error ? This showed a well shave pubic mound with a Nice pair of piano garden pink hanging down pussy lips, as she was wearing goose egg under her skirt !. She 's about 5'4 '', and with me bend forward her pubes were unnervingly right in my face. I was fascinated though, because it was completely bare, her clitoris, and the remainder was clean shaven. She was much like me. You know, really pink, and her inner lips poked through the outer meaty ones, 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 feel quite warm from this in my face puss of hers and trying to hurry up peeing, but you know how it is when you 've had more than to salute and been holding on for a while. Your little pee hole becomes a bit blate and always seems to choose its time to get going and even farsighted to do ones business.
I finally finished reached around her for some tissue paper to pass over myself. That took a bit of maneuvering. I was a bit surprised with my nose in her pubis, as it seemed to be awfully wet down there.

She was dancing around, with her her knees set and apart, at offset I thought she was also dying to go, but to my surprise she place both paw on my berm and pulled me to her ! It seemed so instinctive, my tongue easily slipped into her back talk and wet pussy folds as I explored up and down her slit with my tongue my lips found her swollen clit her hired hand ended up on my psyche and held me taut to her and in only minute she succumbed to a shuddering sexual climax, but it was the stochasticity she made even with the dame between her hand and my capitulum that was so sinfully erotic, and OMG ! I thought everyone in the place knew exactly what we were doing or what had just happened in that stall ?

After several minutes I tried then was finally able-bodied to stand up, we pressed together again as we swapped places.
My doll was still up around my waist and my panties round my articulatio genus. I started to bend down to pull them up, but bumped my bottom against the tissue bearer on the threshold lost my balance and kind of fell forward towards her. She sitting on the toilet put her hands up to stop me from falling, and her script grabbed both of my breasts. `` Oh, I 'm terribly no-good, '' 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 facilitate you. '' Her implements of war came out but, instead of pulling my panties up, she grabbed my bare behind and pulled me towards her, and all of a sudden, she was nuzzling my kitty-cat through the full bush I had let grow ! My hands were up and griping both sides of the sales booth and I was staring at the roofing tile behind the toilet. I do n't know what I was thinking, really. And then she started to suck and clobber me !

OMG ! OMG ! She could teach my husband or any man a thing or two ! There is just something about a cleaning lady going after another that is so sinfully arousing, as her apparently a bisexual woman one that really knew how to make a straight person laced matrimonial char like me into a submissive bisexual hussy. She licked the outer lips first and tried to sucked them inside out, then ran her knife up and down the inside of each flexure. 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 cycle and round the out-of-door, of my clit and I was starting to find quite unaccented in the knees, not to note having a very wet pussy.


Then she started to click her glossa around my clit and the outside of my privileged back talk and I had to hang on harder to the cubicle walls and force myself to stay upright piano. I was n't staring anymore. My heart were closed, and I think I was just hanging on having difficultness breathing too, I am not sure what kind of sounds I was making but they were certainly sounds of nasty perverted sex !.
fourth dimension seemed to cease as I felt her lingua and lips slowly surround my clitoris. That forced it firmly against my pubic ivory as she lovingly bit me at first just a slight, then much harder as she held me tight to her ! OMG, I really thought I was going to tumble on top of her. I was biting my own lip so hard, trying not to shit any to a greater extent interference, and was sure as shooting I was going to draw blood.

She began running her tongue up and down between my internal lips again, and again circling round my clit, flicking it from side to side with her expert emphatic tongue every now and then. I could hear myself breathing harder, and I could also hear people talking on the other side of the door, the running of water, the noise of the hand-dryer and the bang in the succeeding cubicle. I remember being vaguely worried that mortal would know, what we two slutty charwoman were doing ? My organic structure was tingling all over and my pubes were tightening, but it was all a bit of a blur.

My vaginal muscles and ass cheek were contracting so a great deal that my skirt fell on top of her head. I opened my middle for a moment as I felt the movement and saw her calmly use one hand to push it back up out of the way, and then pull my undies all the way down to the level, reverse my knee joint, and distill one foot.
As she pulled me closer lifted my leg up over her shoulder, bending down further and turning her straits slightly to get at me a good deal better. Then she slid her tongue just inside me, and began rubbing her teeth and lips against my clit, sucking and biting again ! I was trying to be subdued and taking in lots of quick gasping breaths looking up at the ceiling and blinking hard, trying to clear my imagination. I could finger my interior contracting in and out, and then I could n't stop myself from gasping out loud as I came, pushing my pubes hard against her and hanging onto the paries for lamb life social club to keep from falling !

I was panting and still blinking operose, and cum was leaking down both sides of my second joint, and OMG ! She was still licking and sucking it from me as she pushed her nose into me, my script left the wall and sort of gripped her question just in time for me to arch into her with my second body-shuddering coming. I 'm for sure I must consume let out a most satisfying sound or sex filled pleasurable spillage loudly, but I do n't really think back ?

The one knee joint 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 hands still on my naked bottom pulled me firmly to her and gave a few last loving buss on my sopping wet pussycat before gently taking my leg down and putting my groundwork back into my panties. saying in a unfermented and sensual voice a slave skipper never wants his girls to ever break step-in, and said you should start getting use to it, offering to take and discard them them.


I was not for sure what to say ? As she reached around behind me and buck off some stool tissue then wiped my second joint and pussy before hesitantly pulling my pantie up completely, saying quite disappointed well its okay for now.
Then patted my panty covered cumulation, pulled down my wench and put her custody on my hips to advertise me back far enough so she could stand up. I was staring in a daze, and probably my mouth was encompassing candid, when her beautiful face lipstick smeared and all appeared in front of my eyes.

I heard her snap off more tissue paper as she wiped her mentum, pry cheeks and lips, threw the paper in the roll, then took my expression in her mitt and kissed me good on the lips just like a forceful Male lover would do. Her tongue rolled around with mine as I tasted myself, mixed in with her own lushness. It tasted rattling as she eased off kissing me slowly and so tender.

I was gripping the wall again so tight that she had to pry my fingers 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 point 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 tone in my legs to be able to stand. `` Actually, make out, `` she said as I stood, `` I really do need to go now, '' and we danced around again so she could go.

Needless to say, we got more than a few strange and knowing aspect as we came out of the cubicle stall.
I was blushing almost crimson from the tone, but Becka threw her head back, with an self-important, amused look, grabbed my waist, and squeezed me against her, then kissed me again only this prison term quite passionately, making it obvious to anyone that bothered to look, that the two of us were to a greater extent than just protagonist ! Some ladies looked at us with curiosity and others with disdain presuming we had been up to to a greater extent than just sexual roguishness, like two naughty Young slut. well-nigh were busy with their own business enterprise as others came and went, and to my embarrassed stand-in paid us minuscule attention.

Then alarmed I realized my coat I had hug on the doorway, and my carry bag I had left on the floor outside the stall were both gone ! Still flush from this sinful experience, I was now beside myself with worry ? It had my recommendation billfold and money along with the few personal things I had taken with me. I was quickly in crying, and as a kept woman my husband had always taken charge of everything, including my pass, all I had to do was pose for a picture and sign the papers.
Becka was most assure and said she had friends that could go on my behalf and reapply through the U S Embassy in British capital and once they explained it had been stolen, in a few daylight would have got the required temporary worker written document, and a new passport. I had calmed down some as she was so kind and reassuring, and besides I still had nigh all of my things in the grownup bag I had checked


From there still incertain and wet, not only from the binge ! It was down the moving staircase to the baggage claim area, most from my flight, and due to our familiar tryst in the ma'am room had already picked up their bags and had left, only a few were left going around and around on the whirligig but none were mine ?
Finally we inquired at the baggage claim surface area about my checked bags and the others that had been taken ? Becka on my behalf quite convincingly gave the baggage attendants from British air passage a tight tongue lashing ! But stranger to me she had already paid them most handsomely to cook sure my suitcase 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 outcome left me totally drug-addicted on Becka a women I had just met and barely knew, but from our earlier intimate hugging kissing and most marvelous pleasuring of each early I was naively accepting of what had happened. I had nix no clothes no money and no pass ! Still in somewhat of a daze, and unsure of everything Becka leadi me by the bridge player to the parking area where Brutus the disgraceful chauffeur and Tyrone 's incredibly expensive silver grey Mercedes commercial enterprise Limousine was parked.
He did not look to be at all concerned at our tardiness I was quite taken by his flavour sizing, and comportment, and perked up a little as he was exactly what I had fantasized in the way of big nasty dim men, he purposely looked at me with extraordinary luxuria and intimidation in his center this left me with implicated premonition, and purulent tight and wet with anticipation ? I found out later it was his job to intimidate women like me and he was very skilful at it !

Becka kept trying to reassure me that all would be well as Marcus Junius 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, said she had slew of clothes I could wear out, and smiled most mischievously, as she said in several days it would make no difference as I would involve goose egg, once I became Mr index slavish 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 correct ! I would have no need of dress, as she reminded me that I would be a naked sex slave on a leash and set up for awful lightlessness men 's intimate pleasure and abuse !
Once in the luxury silver limousine I noticed my surroundings and how nice it was inside this limo had dark tinted Windows in the backrest that allowed those inside to see out, but from the outside no one could see in ? This was a most elegant automobile, and one I would spend more metre in than I could ever conceive of ? Mostly as a naked spring sex slave sent back and forth all over Greater London and the UK for sinful sex slave submission ?


Continued in Chapter Two

Titled

'' Getting to Know My New Friend Becka ''