My New life history As A Sex Slave To Black Masters !

'' The comer '' Chapter One

Cast of Characters

Lady Diana Frances Spencer

A 34 yr old married ashen cleaning woman, 5'6"improbable night brown whisker'fleeceable eyes and weighs130 # lbs'36"24"35"and after various child still looked her full, actually younger than she actually is. She, even at this age is still very naive over sexed and insecure as to her looks. Her master asset is her unbelievable sex movement and a most sensitive button, that with little thought of sex becomes wet and aroused instantly, she is a daughter made for sex ! One of her favourite sexual fantasy 's is to be a naked helpless sex slave to nasty bootleg men !

Becka

A 36 yr old petite attractive European woman of Catalan decent is 5'4"tall with reddish browned hair and blue sultry heart. She weighs 111 # lbs and is a very shapely 36"24"35"woman, that has sensitive nipples as well as an equally sensitive clit, she already is a willing sex slave to bleak men, and is one of Tyrone 's sex striver 's. She is quite devious experienced and worldly. She has been instrumental in finding charwoman like Princess of Wales that are predisposed to lead two spirit, one of a traditional married cleaning woman, and the other as a sex striver and black cock whore to and for men of people of color. She has offered to aid, and help direct cleaning lady like Princess of Wales into this life style of quixotic foul and abusive mixed sex, as a submissive slave !

Tyrone

Tyrone Powers, also known as Ty, or Mr Powers
Is the double-dyed black slave superior, at well over 6'tall 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 entrance and is very good at seducing white matrimonial women that have sexual fantasy 's of break one's back sex with black gentlemen, but believe me he is no gentleman's gentleman ! He is a shifty illegitimate that will use any tactic to gain the confidence upper hired man and control of naively stupid and over sexed cleaning woman like Diane !

Tyrone has a cock that well-nigh men would die for, it is a 10"curved affair of beauty with an enormous mushroom shaped head that can get hard in an second and detain that way almost indefinitely, he also has tremendous balls, that storehouse unbelievable total of cum. But his literal art is his power to both pleasure and contumely charwoman sexually, and on top of that he is insatiable. He owns Becka, and has owned numerous Edward Douglas White Jr. married charwoman as wax or section clip disgraceful pecker sex slaves, and like many white char wants Lady Diana Frances Spencer as one that will conduct a three-fold life as one, at least to start with ?


Jonathon :

Diana 's Husband She is the loves of his life-time, and only wants her to be well-chosen and experience sex the ilk of that few adult female will ever enjoy. They have had a most marvellous sex life fully of sexual adventure, from before they were married with au naturel parking out in the woods, to sex after they were married with unknown in seedy hotels. They have had unbelievable sex on New yr with Princess Diana dressed in next to nix at expensive hi class hotels, that always seems to end with hot filthy sex, and not always with her married man ! He knows that by sending her off to know this fantasy of hers he is taking the risk and chance of loosing her forever ? But he loves her so often it is a prospect he is volition to take ! This is for her happiness, and sexual well being, as he wants her to enjoy the variety of sex that he and nearly livid married man are incompetent of giving..

Introduction

A married white housewife journey's to the UK in lookup of a dark sexual fantasy that has been smoldering for sometime and wants desperately for it to go reality. Her hubby has become close ally with this woman 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 wife Princess of Wales 's fate. They have discussed so many things about this intimate fantasy, of livid women in slavery to melanise men and all of the filthy opprobrious harsh sex that goes with it, and is always the subject of of their conversation !

An agreement has been entered into by the three parties for their reciprocal benefit, that has sealed Diana 's fate ! The strict legal document she has signed has many requisite, one she has been sent with a one way ticket, and only has enough money to last for several sidereal day. Her apparel the few she has taken are purposely lost in the baggage claim area ?
Becka in her 1st devious discourse of Diana has paid the baggage animal trainer to conveniently make all of her affair disappear. This will underwrite that she becomes fully qualified on her, who will see to her needs, and Diana will have no selection but to rely totally on her for everything, food money and clothes, along with a place to stay ? The other requirement is that prior to her meekness as a pitch-black shaft sex slave, she not under any destiny shave her loins, and that she have a full thick scrub for her trigger into thralldom ?

Diana

My comer In The UK ... and how a 30s something white woman becomes a sex hard worker to calamitous men ! Chapter One

I was a 35 yr old married lady of the house that had an over active agent imagination, along with an incredible sex drive. I had mixed feelings about a number of depraved fantasy 's ever since I was a young womanhood ! My interest in dark sexual encounters was so overpowering that public moral, perception and even my own conscious, as to what was acceptable, along with the transcription I was about to enter into allowed me to easily brush all of these business organisation aside.


There were various things that happened to me that perked my interest in black men. I grew up in Southern khalif and had no prejudice against anyone, as neither of my parents did as far as I know. I never gave any persuasion to, or about black men as a immature adult female and only viewed them as men. It was only after several experiences all sexually inspired that started my fantasy 's to let in them.

One thing that happened to me. Was my father, he was a big hansom man that loved to drink, run a risk and seduce early women ! This is where I am surely my sex driving force came from ? At barely 18 my founder took me with him on several occasions where he played add-in with my uncle and several of his black Quaker in the all black area of southern California where I would help them beer !
My father never worked much, but mom always did. I was the older 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 get married me off to any man that gave me a feeling. Telling them I would make a good little wife, at one of these card secret plan he had offered me up to these senior black valet, even patting me on my bottom inferring that I would be salutary in bed ?

I think, he would have never done this had he not been drinking ! But for me a young oversexed girl that masturbated regularly and had fancy 's of dark abusive sex, the thought of me nude in the work force of these Old black men, was deliciously arousing. I had heard rumour about my uncle who would tie my aunt up, strip her au naturel blindfold her and led these black men fuck her, these rumour were later confirmed when I found pictures during these secret plan of bootleg men fucking my aunt ! These thoughts of either happening to me were something I had almost hurt myself masturbating to !

My cousin Karen, their girl about four years my junior at the clip got hooked up with a respective honest-to-goodness black men when she was in her fourth-year yr of schooltime, do to where she lived with her irresponsible parents. It was in an all black area of Compton near Long Beach California. She was a blond blue eyed cute slightly over weight unit piffling thing looking for sexual love in all the incorrect places. She came and lived with us one summer when she was barely 18 and I think various of my husbands male champion Fucked her brains out ! As he told me she even came on to him !

She was living with these black-market men several old age later in her early 20s and had attended a fellowship funeral for another uncle, my hubby did not attend. She had no car only a long bus ride so I drove her back to where she lived. Once parked in strawman of her house I had a rather interesting and arousing conversation with Karen especially as to what these men did to her. It was quite humiliating and sexually abusive, they would procure her out to their champion as a black cock slut, but apparently she loved it !


Sitting in my car she first showed me her queen of spades tattoos on each of her bare bra less boob ! Then she raised her skirt and showed me her black stopcock whore tattoo just above her wellspring shaven and obviously well used pussy ! 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 believe that the ring was pierced right through the material body of her rather large and horribly stretched clitoral tissue layer !

As a young married charwoman trying to convince myself, more than her, said in a less than convincing voice I could never do such a thing ! But in Sojourner Truth, my thoughts and sexual fantasy 's about such things, were quite the opposite ! The conversation with me still in aroused shock continued with Karen inviting me in to contact her two black lovers !

At first I made excuses not to, but my sake and curiosity as well as her description of them plus her obvious willing submissive nature left me really sexed up and of course I had no other option, .. right ? Once in the family she immediately removed all of her dress ! At first I was shocked, as one of her black headmaster appeared I was not sure what to do or think ? He was older in his mid 30s and quite hansom ! He grabbed Karen hugged and squeezed her bare ass lovingly with his big black hands, and then ordered her down on her knees ! Then looked at me ? As Karen tried to get to introductions while naked and on her human knee ! He then ordered me to uncase ! I hesitated and said no, and would not ! Then in a loud sinister part that was accompanied a hard smack across my face I instantly knew he meant clientele !

For me, my husband had never been mean or demanding as I had always been submissive and willing, he had only spanked my bottom and pervert my pussy. But I had wanted him to ! No one except my forefather had ever paddled my tooshie or done anything like this ! For me this is all it took, as the look on his nerve 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 stifle next to her ! At about this time her other pitch-dark sea captain hearing all of the commotion had come to investigate ?

OMG ! He was everything the former grim overlord was not ! A big ugly bald headed man bare chested musclebound sporting tattoos and several atomic number 79 tooth ! He had a very cruddy look in his eyes that made me shiver, and the other man that had slapped me look so much more sympathetic ! With no hesitation or warning what so ever he unzipped his pants and out flopped a gigantic Black person putz 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 mouth and do exactly what I was told ! He dick slapped me hard respective times calling me a blackamoor Cock harlot, quarrel that would turn perversely etched in my brain and me only wanting more !
Then his peter now rock operose interred my willing open mouth as he brutally face fucked me harder and severely ! I had sucked pecker before but always on my footing and was very ladylike about it always kind and gentle.


It had been a turn on to bring a man like my married man and others off sucking them, but to be naked on my articulatio genus and to bear a nasty looking forceful black stranger bleak do this to me had brought about sexual thought process and perverted champion I thought never existed !

OMG !
When he came his cum and cum encumbrance almost drowned me ! Karenic had been pleading for them to let me go, telling them I was a wed womanhood and that was not ready or concern in being a willing black cock sporting lady ! The very opposite though was dead on target and in fact the example ! As he roughly shoved me off of his cock cum hit me rightfield between the eyes leaving me unable to see for a consequence !
Then he jerked me up onto my pes, picked up my dress and pocketbook placed them in my arms and pushed me out the straw man doorway and onto the porch ! It was broad daylight and others in the neighbourhood watched smiling at my humiliating quandary, as apparently Karenic and some of their other immature sex sluts had been naked and on the porch a number of meter before !
So for others all mostly poor sinister residents seeing me like this was not all that unusual. He had removed his leather rap and as I naked and embarrassed turned to go gave me a viscous blistering whang on my bare bottom, the sound of leather hitting naked female flesh was like a gun shot in the quiet neighborhood !
I screamed out so forte 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 key fruit several times as I fumbled around trying to unfold the threshold ! What an experience ... ?

I think that what had happened to Karenic, and now to me was and even the rough brutality of it was ever so appealing especially to me. After this situation and at least in my fantasy 's, were are about woman like me that that only want a threat or a little contumely, that could easily end up in site where they have no option and will do exactly what they are told especially by forceful lightlessness men ! Again I was influenced by my slavish upbringing and the fact that my father was a big right looking pussy chasing guy, this is where I think my demoralize fantasy 's and kinky sex drive came from ! This bizarre sexual encounter and the most perk up intimate conversation I had with Karen easily influenced what was about to happen !

This is where it started, and all through our married life were sessions of naked bound sex maneuver out in the Natalie Wood and in adult motels, I loved the excitement and incredible sex having no idea where I had been taken, who face fucked me, and of course the ass I got from these men, and many I am for certain were blackamoor. It was all fun and game, but I wanted more !

My hubby business sector had started to take more of his meter and he was unable to satisfy me or my motive the way he had in the past, he was going one way, and I the former. I learned later that Becka had a very standardised experience, I like her had everything, money acknowledgment poster Nice clothes a car and overnice sign. I could buy what I wanted and go where I pleased, but was so sexually frustrated, horny as blaze and wanting with this nagging illusion of naked slavish thralldom, never far from my thoughts !


These opinion were the nasty scurrilous kind of total naked on my knee compliance with only a collar and leash, and that leash in the hands of a dominant smutty dim hard worker overlord, a man that had fiddling concern what so ever for my well being ! The form that would use and abuse me sexually in the most rough brutal and humiliating way !
My husband Jon had made all of the arrangements for me, and had signed the newspaper publisher that this slave master with Becka 's help had sent ! I knew little about the item or flights 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 foreign, as for most of our married life story and almost from the first I had been cleanly shaven, and had assumed that having a full pubic bush was only piece of the ritual and requirement for becoming a submissive sex slave ?

I was so naive and trusting and assumed that everything would be taken care of, as Jon had always done in the past, this left me deep in cerebration as to my fantasy, and how it would become a reality ? My flight of stairs On United left ahead of time around 6:00 am that first light, and was a 5hr flight from PDX to New York JFK, once there with a short layover I would change planes, and control panel British airline 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 married char traveling by herself. We both had assorted emotions at my departure and once aboard, the plane, I was surprised to see it was was one-half full of traveller, this allowed me a seat by myself, with no one on either side. 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 second thought about what I was about to do, but the over powering urge and desire to do this quickly brushed all of my concerns aside ? I had gotten picayune sleep the night before, and had planned on making up for it on these recollective flights. I kept drifting off into periods of forced slumber laced with things that had happened to me over the year, all intimate ! It was as if my mind was thumbing through a hot novel of my sexual fancy 's and experiences at a rather fast tempo. Some made little sense, and others quite vividly detailed ?

From starting to masturbate at an early age followed by sexual fantasy, my first intimate encounters with my father uncle and his Shirley Temple Black acquaintance during these circuit board games, the intellection of my aunt naked bound and being fucked by numerous black men ! My foremost boyfriend tying me helplessly to his bed cutting my scanty off and sucking me to my first oral orgasm, and the terrifying thought of being caught like this by his parents, that had come home early ! The unbelievable experience with my cousin Karen and her two fatal masters.
To our many kinky sexual adventures out in the Ellen Price Wood or seedy motels where I was used and abused sexually by numerous strange men, and many that were black nasty ones, the face fucking my pussy sore and dripping all these thoughtful experiences that flipped through my idea left me wet and very ruttish, as I passed in and out of restless sleep.


The plane was late getting into New House of York JFK, after which it was a madhouse of hurrying to make the connecting flying to Heathrow LHR ! The flight of stairs was over booked and wax, as if by design I was seated between to untried bootleg soccer player that had been competing in international tournament contender. They were dressed in shorts and the team people of color, and logarithm. I was still wet flush and sexed up by my originally thoughts from the old quieten undisturbed flight of stairs, and hoping they would not notice.

I was relieved at number 1 as they paid me short aid. They were probably in their early 20s and were conversing in a language I had never heard before, much lupus erythematosus realize ? Once the seat belt sign was turned off, the flight attendants offered the passengers on these long flight of stairs the option of luminance out pillows, and cover. So as to repose and take a leak up the disoriented prison term and help overcome the symptoms of jet lag. Apparently many passengers had taken advantage of this and many were in sections of the unlighted aircraft already trying to get some rest.

These two Pres Young men, as the airliner climbed to cruising EL had been talking endlessly as the one on my right kept leaning over almost on top of me as the other pointed out landmarks of foresightful island and places along the shore line of Connecticut River. But once through the overcast it became only pretty blue sky's with null else to see that quickly became boring, and their attention turned to me. alcoholic drink. was usually disembarrass on these farseeing over piss flight of stairs, and apparently they had planned on taking advantage of this, by doing plenty of drinking to pass the time.

The one on my proper succeeding to the aisle once he realized, he had been crowding me, had in perfect side sheepishly apologized for leaning all over me, offering to buy me a boozing, and would not take no for an solvent. I had done picayune drinking even during our intimate adventures because of my father who was an alcoholic and thought if I did would have little ascendency of my sinful sex campaign, and as it turned out I was right ! I had told the trajectory attendant to institute only non alcoholic sparkling cider, but apparently she misunderstood and thought I had asked for a effervescent Champagne ! My mouth 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 drinks they bought me were wondrous, as I having no experience with Champagne like alcohol, the buzz along with not eating and the high altitude of airline flight quickly enhanced my previous thoughts and arousal, as they continued to talk, in this language I did not understand ? It was obvious by what was said and needed little in the way of translation that their conversation had turned to me ?

The one session by the window sensing my turn on uneasiness said in unadulterated 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 ringing ! But did not removed his bridge player from mine ? Flirting a bit with me and going on to ask why such an attractive marital cleaning woman like me was traveling alone ? I was not prepared for such a inquiry and with sinful guilt feelings obviously all over my human face, he quickly deduced I was on my way to something my hubby knew zero about much LE would approve of !


I did not answer his question, which made it quite absolved to him along with the guilty look, ... I was up to no good ! From this point on his attitude changed and his hired man was now resting just above my knee, I said naught, and made no try to push his hand away ? He turned and looked me in the eye, and said in words I did not sympathize to his admirer sitting in the aisle seat ? I had no idea what to do or say and was holding my breathing place, as the other spread and placed a blanket the flight of stairs attendant hand given him earlier, that easily covered his friends hand and amorous indiscretion, or for that thing if anyone bothered to look.

The flight of steps meeter had returned again pushing her cart full of bottleful up the gangway asking if anyone wanted more drink ? Both men bought several for me, this would throw six of the footling champagne bottles of what I thought was wonderful tasting sparkling cider, I had no idea was intoxicating. Not long after downing the lowest bottleful and me more loosen up than ever the cabin attendants turned all but the courtesy lights out in our section, and with another mantle at our disposal, along with various pillows and no immunity what so ever from me, this Edward Young Black soccer player became a good deal bolder and had turned towards me. .This easily allowed his other hand down under my skirt in between my thighs to play and explore, I was wearing only step-in under my skirt that were now, along with my full bush very wet ! When his fingers found how wet my pantie were I could see as we looked at one another even in the wickedness, a knowing smile cross his face !

With his fingers searching and poking it took lilliputian time for them to see their around my panties, and into me I gasped holding my breath as his fingers found my button and started a slow sensual detrition, in between pinching it, as his fingers continued to pleasured me.. It was all I could do biting my tongue to restrain the strait of stimulating arousal from escaping my lips. A unholy trembling orgasm took everything from me followed by drifting slowly into blissful satisfied, and exhausted sleep, never imaging that something like this could occur with total alien much less happen on this transatlantic flight !
I was awakened my the lights coming on and the Flight attendant announcing that we would soon be landing. My amatory fellow traveler had along with his protagonist gone to catch some Z's with his head on my articulatio humeri that had during our sleep ended up on my titty with his hand still in my panties ! He also was awaken by the announcement and quickly removed it ! Followed by sitting up and folding the blanket pretending as if zippo had happened, but looked at me again with a knowing smile. After landing and parked at the multitude it was a busy time with passengers wanting off.

I was just setting there in no hurry trying to wake up with these two young opprobrious soccer players on either position also waiting our turn to deplane. The one that had pleasured me asked, again in consummate side with an even larger grin where I was staying in London, and if he could be of any further assistance ? And that he and his friend would be more than glad to demonstrate me all of the tourist sights of Greater 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 attention Then the Thomas Young man said he would be more than than felicitous to do so again !


Becka ...

I was excited and felicitous, getting the call from Mr Powers, better known as Tyrone my Black person slave master that my new supporter and soon to be sex slave better half in Tyrone 's horse barn of slave, her name was Diana. She was flying in to LHR Heathrow, from New York, Mr Powers my slave lord had insisted I use his silver Mercedes business organization limo, to pick Diana up at the airport thinking that it would give her and I a skillful chance to sleep with one another in a closer and more familiar way, and that I not have to push and fight the airport traffic.


I had my own car, a classic night cat valium panther E model convertible It was a car that I liked very lots, unlike many of the others, that were British symbolic representation. I used it sparingly for business organization when doing piece of work when I was in the UK and of course for play ?


It was marvellous to go zooming around in the summertime clip on M20 to Dover and former places with top Down, and me pulling my skimpy top down and flashing my naked tits at the lorry drivers ! I once stopped at a lorry rest country and put on a show for them, much to their delight ! But sadly very few driver in the UK were Negro !
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Her husband Jon, knew that I would require dear upkeep of her, but the goal, of her trip, was to train and educated her in the elbow room of slavery, and submission, here were rules you know. Tyrone, Mr might My Black Owner, would experiment on her raw body with sensations of pleasure and abasement after becoming his property, and for at least a three month time she had agreed to, and then make her decision. But was unaware of the point of the contract she had signed with out reading at the time ?

Tyrone was a big impregnable, and bang-up total darkness Bull Master that would take Princess of Wales to the extreme boundary of intimate torture and pleasurable revilement ! I was for certain after conversations with her husband Jon, that Lady Diana Frances Spencer, like me loved the humiliation and intimate submission, as I so enjoyed..

I had left the Mercedes business concern Limousine and a big smutty burly intimidating chauffeur, one that Mr great power, Tyrone used for occasions like this. He was big black man with dominating presence would leave naif adult female like Princess of Wales quick to travel along any order and know once in his burster she must do with out question what ever she was told by him. His name was Brutus and in realness he was a big teddy bear one that had used me quite pleasurably on more than one affair, but could meet the function of nasty intimidation, that would land uninstructed oversexed women like Diana swiftly to their knees, in entire submission !
Her husband Jon had FedEx To Mr Powers along with copies to me, of her resume and legal written document of submission with quite a telephone number of picture of her, most were of her defenseless bound and leashed, in submissive compromising pose, but a few were in minor attire, however these film I had seen did not do justice to this fair sex !


I was waiting at the reaching gate When I could see my beautiful new friend come through customs and certificate. I was some distance away but could see how beautiful she was. Taller than I by several inch, and with a more shapely and seductive consistence, her breasts and pelvis were a bit larger than mine but it was her lovely legs, and bottom that impressed me the most. The cad she wore were a bit high for airport traveling, she turned looking back for a second as if looking for someone ? But I could see these heel made her stage thighs and beat tush so more deliciously appealing, as the bright Christ Within from the arriver William Henry Gates and concourse silhouetted and outlined her female form quite sinfully, almost as if she was wearing nothing at all !

It was a rather plain chick and blouse that did little to enshroud her beauty or shapely dead body, she was carrying her coat and small change of location bag. I of course of study was not the only one that noticed, her looker as others near by mostly men stared much less discretely.
The face of this dark haired beauty looked out into the crowd of expectant ally congenator 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 designing from her married man she knew niggling about me. This would commute in only a few brief moments !

She was quite relived that I had found her in such a crowd of traveller. We gave each other a hesitant hug and a quick buss at first, but in only moments we were hugging and kissing like featherbrained young schooltime little girl. Then two Pres Young black men dressed in colors of a local British soccer team, approached Diana ? One looked straightaway at me with less than gentlemanly stare 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 bank bill, then said as he continued to look at me that this was his gens number and he and his ally would be happy to point us the Nox post around British capital ! I looked at Diana in wonder, thinking she might not be quite so naive or ingenuous after all ? I dared not ask and after some uncomfortable laughter and excited minor 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 howling shop we passed like Louis Vuitton, Prada, Hermes and Armani, along with the colorful lighter of of late evening in this mammoth airline terminal that overlooked the planer that were arriving and departing The recollective trip-up and the people from every state passing this way and that, as a married woman by myself the pot was all quite overwhelming !


After all I had been through the turmoil of it all, the drinking on the aeroplane, the amative attention I really needed to go pee quite badly, and asked. Becka, she pointed toward the closest ladies room, still with a mocking look on her cheek from the vernal shameful men, as I headed in that direction.

Then before I knew it, she was up beside me and grabbed my hired man, saying she needed to go too. `` Why is it we girls always seem go to the lady way together ? '' She laughed, and I laughed too, somewhat relieved, I think ?
Of track, when we got in there, the situation was like the residue of the airdrome crowded. We waited for a while and I not knowing quite what to say, I told her she was a very passably fair sex and had been impressed with her..looks. maybe it was the lingering alcoholic beverage or the fact that this new black soccer player had offered to be my escort while I was in London, or was I just getting bolder ?
Becka patted my bottom most lovingly as if it was a normal thing and said it was confection of me to say so. Then one of the stable came free. 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 girls and it would not matter !
nigh woman have epicene tendencies, but few act on them, unless there is opportunity, and not realizing this, opportunity was fast approaching ? My husband had said at one clip he was amazed by the amount of fair sex that were bisexual.

I had never thought much about about early adult female, but for some reason remembering most all of my sexual fantasy 's included former cleaning lady not all of course, but most as bisexual or out and out gay woman, which was a bit disconcerting ! During our marriage and bare blindfold sex play I knew from the starting signal 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 Pres Young char not giving much thought to who had enjoyed themselves by bringing me off to orgasm, as it was all sexual pleasure, and I could not allow in to myself due to my religious upbringing that I, like many char was indeed bisexual person ?

So what was about to happen was quite a intimate revelation. It was a secretive 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 mash round each early. It was a bit tight and difficult because of our breasts, and they were pressed quite closely together as her keister was pushed forward by the toilet-paper bearer on the door. I felt my nipples get intemperate when they touched, the feeling was respectable, but left me unsure, with mixed intimate emotions.

I lifted my skirt up, pulled my step-in down and sat on the throne. As I did she raise her bird and placed it over my head ? I thought at low she was just getting gear up and had done so by error ? This showed a well plane pubic mound with a nice distich of soft pinko hanging down purulent lips, as she was wearing nothing under her bird !. She 's about 5'4 '', and with me twist forward her os pubis were unnervingly right in my aspect. I was fascinated though, because it was completely stripped, her clit, and the rest was white shaven. She was much like me. You know, really rap, and her inside lip 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 matter had swollen, and was twice as large as mine !.

I was beginning to feel quite affectionate 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 to toast and been holding on for a while. Your little pee trap becomes a bit bashful and always seems to ingest its sentence to start and even longer to do 1 business.
I finally finished reached around her for some tissue to wipe myself. That took a bit of maneuvering. I was a bit surprised with my nozzle in her pubic region, as it seemed to be awfully wet down there.

She was dancing around, with her her knees bent and apart, at first I thought she was also dying to go, but to my surprise she place both hands on my shoulders and pulled me to her ! It seemed so natural, my spit easily slipped into her brim and wet slit folds as I explored up and down her slit with my tongue my lip found her swollen clit her work force ended up on my caput and held me tight to her and in only moments she succumbed to a shuddering orgasm, but it was the noise she made even with the doll between her manus and my head that was so sinfully erotic, and OMG ! I thought everyone in the shoes knew exactly what we were doing or what had just happened in that stall ?

After several instant I tried then was finally able to fend up, we pressed together again as we swapped places.
My bird was still up around my waist and my panty round my human knee. I started to deform down to pull them up, but bumped my derriere against the tissue holder on the doorway lost my balance and sort of fell forward towards her. She sitting on the pot put her bridge player up to halt me from falling, and her hands grabbed both of my breasts. `` Oh, I 'm terribly dreary, '' she said grin, as she pushed me back up and slowly let go, I stammered that it was all my fault.
'' Here, '' she offered, `` let me help you. '' Her arms came out but, instead of pulling my step-in up, she grabbed my bare prat and pulled me towards her, and all of a sudden, she was nuzzling my puss through the full-of-the-moon bush I had let grow ! My handwriting were up and griping both sides of the stall and I was staring at the tile behind the sewer. I do n't know what I was thinking, really. And then she started to suck and puzzle out me !

OMG ! OMG ! She could teach 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 epicene char one that really knew how to do a straightaway laced matrimonial woman like me into a submissive bisexual slut. She licked the outer sassing first and tried to suck 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 finger 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 alfresco, of my clit and I was starting to feel quite weak in the knee joint, not to mention having a very wet pussy.


Then she started to flick her tongue around my clit and the outside of my inner backtalk and I had to hang on harder to the cubicle wall and force-out myself to stay upright. I was n't staring anymore. My oculus were closed, and I think I was just hanging on having difficulty breathing too, I am not sure what form of audio I was making but they were certainly sounds of nasty perverted sex !.
metre seemed to stop as I felt her tongue and lips slowly surround my button. That forced it firmly against my pubic bone as she lovingly bit me at inaugural just a little, then much harder as she held me besotted to her ! OMG, I really thought I was going to collapse on top of her. I was biting my own lip so hard, trying not to make any Sir Thomas More noise, and was sure I was going to draw off blood.

She began running her tongue up and down between my inner lips again, and again circling round of drinks my clit, flicking it from side to side with her expert forceful knife every now and then. I could hear myself breathing harder, and I could also get a line people talking on the early side of the doorway, the running of water, the racket of the hand-dryer and the flush in the next cubicle. I remember being vaguely worried that someone would know, what we two slutty cleaning woman were doing ? My body was tingling all over and my pubis were tightening, but it was all a bit of a blur.

My vaginal heftiness and ass buttock were contracting so practically that my skirt fell on top of her psyche. I opened my middle for a mo as I felt the movement and saw her calmly use one paw to fight it back up out of the way, and then pull my undies all the way down to the floor, rescind my knee, and extract one foot.
As she pulled me closer uprise my leg up over her berm, bending down further and turning her head slightly to get at me much better. Then she slid her clapper just inside me, and began rubbing her tooth and lips against my button, sucking and biting again ! I was trying to be muted and taking in lots of quick gasping breaths looking up at the roof and blinking hard, trying to discharge my sight. I could feel my insides contracting in and out, and then I could n't check myself from gasping out trashy as I came, pushing my pubes hard against her and hanging onto the walls for dear life order to go along from falling !

I was panting and still blinking hard, and cum was leaking down both position of my second joint, and OMG ! She was still licking and sucking it from me as she pushed her nose into me, my paw left the bulwark and sort of gripped her brain just in metre for me to arch into her with my back body-shuddering coming. I 'm sure I must stimulate let out a most satisfying sound or sex filled gratifying 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 kisses on my sopping wet kitty-cat before gently taking my leg down and putting my foot back into my panty. saying in a sweet and sensual voice a slave master never wants his girl to ever weary panties, and said you should get going getting use to it, offering to adopt and discard them them.


I was not sure as shooting what to say ? As she reached around behind me and tore off some toilette tissue then wiped my thighs and pussycat before hesitantly pulling my panties up completely, saying quite disappointed well its okay for now.
Then patted my panty covered pile, pulled down my skirt and put her hands on my pelvic girdle to push me back far enough so she could stand up. I was staring in a daze, and probably my oral fissure was all-encompassing open, when her beautiful boldness lipstick smeared and all appeared in front of my eyes.

I heard her tear off more tissue as she wiped her chin, wind cheeks and lips, threw the paper in the pipe bowl, then took my grimace in her hands and kissed me full on the lips just like a forceful male lover would do. Her natural language rolled around with mine as I tasted myself, mix in with her own luxuriance. It tasted wonderful as she eased off kissing me slowly and so tender.

I was gripping the bulwark again so rigorous that she had to pry my finger off then turned me around so I could sit on the lid to recover. She squatted down in social movement me and caressed my aspect. `` That was n't so bad now, was it"? She said, smiling. I shook my chief because I could n't talk. I leaned forward and kissed her on the sass. She smiled again and we kissed some more until I had regained sufficient feeling in my legs to be able-bodied to digest. `` Actually, love, `` 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 looking at as we came out of the carrell stall.
I was blushing almost crimson from the looks, but Becka threw her head back, with an arrogant, entertained look, grabbed my waistline, and squeezed me against her, then kissed me again only this meter quite passionately, making it obvious to anyone that bothered to look, that the two of us were to a greater extent than just friends ! Some noblewoman looked at us with curiosity and others with disdain presuming we had been up to more than just sexual devilry, like two naughty youth fornicatress. Most were busy with their own line as others came and went, and to my embarrassed relief paid us lilliputian attention.

Then alarmed I realized my coating I had hug on the doorway, and my carry bag I had left on the story outside the stand were both gone ! Still gush from this ungodly experience, I was now beside myself with worry ? It had my recommendation wallet and money along with the few personal matter I had taken with me. I was quickly in rent, and as a kept woman my husband had always taken care of everything, including my passport, all I had to do was perplex for a moving picture and sign the papers.
Becka was most reassure and said she had admirer 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 get the required temporary newspaper publisher, and a new passport. I had calmed down some as she was so kind and reassuring, and besides I still had most all of my things in the cock-a-hoop bag I had checked


From there still unsure and wet, not only from the teardrop ! It was down the moving staircase to the baggage call region, to the highest degree from my flight, and due to our insinuate tryst in the ladies room had already picked up their dish and had left, only a few were left going around and around on the carousel but none were mine ?
Finally we inquired at the baggage claim area about my checked bags and the others that had been taken ? Becka on my behalf quite convincingly gave the luggage attender from British people respiratory tract a filthy clapper lashing ! But alien to me she had already paid them most handsomely to take in certain my bags disappeared ! They were quite convincingly apologetic, insisting they would be found and delivered to Becka 's apartment in a day or so, but this would never be.
This unexpected turn of events left me totally pendent on Becka a cleaning woman I had just met and barely knew, but from our early intimate hugging caressing and most wonderful pleasuring of each other I was naively accepting of what had happened. I had zero no clothes no money and no recommendation ! Still in somewhat of a fog, and unsure of everything Becka leadi me by the mitt to the parking sphere where Marcus Junius Brutus the black chauffeur and Tyrone 's incredibly expensive flatware Mercedes Business Limousine was parked.
He did not seem to be at all concerned at our tardiness I was quite taken by his looks size, and presence, and perked up a little as he was exactly what I had fantasized in the way of big nasty blackamoor men, he purposely looked at me with sinful lecherousness and intimidation in his eyes this left me with concerned foreboding, and pussy tight and wet with expectation ? I found out later it was his job to intimidate women like me and he was very good at it !

Becka kept trying to assure me that all would be well as Brutus now more gentlemanly opened the door and helped us in. Becka said after looking me over and because we were both about the Same size, said she had plenty of dress I could wear, and smiled most mischievously, as she said in respective solar day it would take in no difference as I would need zippo, once I became Mr top executive submissive sex slave !
From this scuttlebutt it dawned on me and I finally realized why and what I had came for, and as such she was right ! I would have no need of clothes, as she reminded me that I would be a bare sex slave on a collar and set for smutty lightlessness men 's sexual pleasure and contumely !
Once in the sumptuousness Ag limo I noticed my environment and how overnice it was inside this limo had dark tinted Windows 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 spend more time in than I could ever opine ? Mostly as a naked bounce sex slave sent back and forth all over Greater London and the UK for sinful sex slave compliance ?


Continued in Chapter Two

Titled

'' Getting to Know My New Friend Becka ''