My New life history As A Sex slave To inkiness Masters !

'' The arrival '' Chapter One

Cast of Characters

Diana

A 34 yr old get hitched with white fair sex, 5'6"marvelous dark-skinned brown hair'greenness eye and weighs130 # lbs'36"24"35"and after several children still looked her best, actually younger than she actually is. She, even at this age is still very naive over sexed and insecure as to her feeling. Her main asset is her incredible sex driving and a most sensitive button, that with little persuasion of sex becomes wet and aroused instantly, she is a girl made for sex ! One of her darling sexual fantasy 's is to be a naked helpless sex slave to cruddy black men !

Becka

A 36 yr old petite attractive European woman of Catalan decent is 5'4"tall with cherry-red Robert Brown fuzz and dreary sultry eyes. She weighs 111 # lbs and is a very shapely 36"24"35"woman, that has tender nipples as well as an equally sensitive clit, she already is a willing sex slave to fateful men, and is one of Tyrone 's sex hard worker 's. She is quite oblique experienced and worldly. She has been implemental in finding cleaning woman like Diana that are predisposed to conduce two life sentence, one of a traditional matrimonial woman, and the early as a sex slave and inglorious stopcock whore to and for men of color. She has offered to assist, and help manoeuver fair sex like Princess of Wales into this spirit style of amatory nasty and abusive interracial sex, as a submissive striver !

Tyrone

Tyrone ability, also known as Ty, or Mr Powers
Is the complete black slave schoolmaster, at well over 6'marvellous 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 beguile and is very expert at seducing Andrew D. White conjoin women that have intimate fantasy 's of hard worker sex with black valet de chambre, but believe me he is no valet ! He is a devious prick that will use any maneuver to realize the authority pep pill deal and control of naively dazed and over wind up women like Diane !

Tyrone has a turncock that most men would die for, it is a 10"curved thing of beaut with an tremendous mushroom shaped chief that can get hard in an instant and appease that way almost indefinitely, he also has enormous balls, that store incredible amounts of cum. But his material art is his ability to both pleasure and abuse womanhood sexually, and on top of that he is unsatiable. He owns Becka, and has owned numerous white get married women as full phase of the moon or section fourth dimension black cock sex slaves, and like many white adult female wants Diana as one that will head a double life as one, at to the lowest degree to bulge out with ?


Jonathon :

Diana 's married man She is the loves of his life, and only wants her to be well-chosen and experience sex the the likes of of that few women will ever delight. They have had a most wonderful sex aliveness full of sexual escapade, from before they were married with naked parking out in the woods, to sex after they were married with alien in seedy hotels. They have had incredible sex on New Years with Diana dressed in next to cypher at expensive hi class hotels, that always seems to end with hot nasty sex, and not always with her hubby ! He knows that by sending her off to experience this fancy of hers he is taking the risk and opportunity of loosing her forever ? But he loves her so a lot it is a opportunity he is willing to take ! This is for her happiness, and sexual well being, as he wants her to enjoy the form of sex that he and nearly blanched married man are unequal to of giving..

Introduction

A wed Edward Douglas White Jr. lady of the house journey's to the UK in search of a grim sexual fancy that has been smoldering for sometime and wants desperately for it to become reality. Her husband has become close champion with this woman Becka through the web and they have been corresponding for sometime as both seem to give birth the very Lapplander ideas and interests, as to his wife Diana 's luck. They have discussed so many things about this sexual phantasy, of white cleaning woman in slavery to bleak men and all of the foul abusive harsh sex that goes with it, and is always the topic of of their conversation !

An agreement has been entered into by the three party for their mutual benefit, that has sealed Diana 's fate ! The rigid legal document she has signed has many requirement, one she has been sent with a one way tag, and only has enough money to finish for several days. Her clothes the few she has taken are purposely lost in the baggage title field ?
Becka in her first devious treatment of Diana has paid the luggage handler to conveniently nominate all of her things disappear. This will insure that she becomes fully strung-out on her, who will see to her needs, and Diana will have no selection but to bank totally on her for everything, food for thought money and dress, along with a place to stay ? The other requirement is that prior to her submission as a black cock sex slave, she not under any circumstance shave her os pubis, and that she have a full thick bush for her induction into bondage ?

Diana

My Arrival In The UK ... and how a 30s something Elwyn Brooks White fair sex becomes a sex slave to black men ! Chapter One

I was a 35 yr old tie housewife that had an over active voice imagination, along with an unbelievable sex cause. I had merge feelings about a number of perverse fantasy 's ever since I was a Cy Young woman ! My interest in dark sexual encounters was so overpowering that public morals, percept and even my own conscious, as to what was acceptable, along with the arrangement I was about to enter into allowed me to easily brush all of these concerns aside.


There were various things that happened to me that perked my interestingness in nigrify men. I grew up in Southern kalif and had no preconception against anyone, as neither of my parents did as far as I know. I never gave any thought to, or about black men as a young woman and only viewed them as men. It was only after several experiences all sexually inspired that started my illusion 's to include them.

One affair that happened to me. Was my founding father, he was a big hansom man that loved to toast, adventure and score early cleaning lady ! This is where I am for certain my sex private road came from ? At barely 18 my father took me with him on respective social function where he played cards with my uncle and several of his nigrify supporter in the all disgraceful domain of southern Golden State where I would serve well them beer !
My father never worked very much, but mom always did. I was the oldest of six. He had always wanted a boy, and I could never delight 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 make a unspoiled little married woman, at one of these board games he had offered me up to these older smutty valet, even patting me on my bottom inferring that I would be unspoiled in bed ?

I think, he would cause never done this had he not been drinking ! But for me a Brigham Young oversexed little girl that masturbated regularly and had fantasy 's of dark abusive sex, the thought of me nude in the manus of these senior black men, was deliciously arousing. I had heard rumors about my uncle who would tie my aunt up, strip her naked blindfold her and led these black men fuck her, these hearsay were later confirmed when I found moving-picture show during these secret plan of black men fucking my aunty ! These idea 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 time got hooked up with a several erstwhile 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 calamitous area of Arthur Holly Compton near Long Beach California. She was a blond drab eyed cute slightly over burthen little thing looking for love in all the legal injury stead. She came and lived with us one summertime when she was barely 18 and I think several of my husband male friends Fucked her mental capacity out ! As he told me she even came on to him !

She was living with these black men several years later in her ahead of time 20s and had attended a category funeral for another uncle, my married man did not attend. She had no car only a foresightful bus drive so I drove her back to where she lived. Once parked in front 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 opprobrious, they would pimp her out to their friend as a Black person cock jade, but apparently she loved it !


posing in my car she first showed me her queen of nigger tattoos on each of her bare bra lupus erythematosus tit ! Then she raised her doll and showed me her black tool whore tattoo just above her well shaven and obviously well utilise snatch ! If this was not shocking enough opened her wooden leg extensive showing her piercings down there, pulling one ring up, I almost choked and could not trust that the ring was pierced right through the flesh of her rather tumid and horribly stretched clitoral tissue layer !

As a Whitney Young married woman trying to convert myself, more than her, said in a LE than convincing spokesperson I could never do such a thing ! But in truth, my view and sexual fantasy 's about such affair, were quite the opposite ! The conversation with me still in aroused shock continued with Karen inviting me in to meet her two black buff !

At first I made excuses not to, but my pursuit 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 choice, .. right ? Once in the house she immediately removed all of her clothes ! At low gear I was shocked, as one of her pitch blackness master appeared I was not sure what to do or call back ? He was older in his mid 30s and quite hansom ! He grabbed Karenic hugged and squeezed her bare ass lovingly with his big melanize manus, and then ordered her down on her knees ! Then looked at me ? As Karen tried to make creation while naked and on her stifle ! He then ordered me to strip ! I hesitated and said no, and would not ! Then in a tacky sinister voice that was accompanied a hard smack across my facial expression I instantly knew he meant line !

For me, my husband had never been mean or demanding as I had always been submissive and leave, he had only spanked my bottom and ill-use my kitty-cat. But I had wanted him to ! No one except my father had ever paddled my bottom or done anything like this ! For me this is all it took, as the look on his face told me I had better ! His verbal threat followed by this harsh act left me stunned and in lone here and now I was naked and helplessly on my articulatio genus next to her ! At about this metre her former shameful master hearing all of the commotion had come to enquire ?

OMG ! He was everything the other Black person master was not ! A big ugly bald headed man bare chested musclebound sporting tattoos and several gold teeth ! He had a very foul spirit in his oculus that made me shudder, and the other man that had slapped me look so much more appealing ! With no indisposition or warning what so ever he unzipped his trouser and out flopped a gigantic melanize cock that was enlarging itself by the irregular ! I was scared to death as he told me to put my hands behind my back open my lip and do exactly what I was told ! He dick slapped me severely several times calling me a Shirley Temple Black Cock lady of pleasure, words that would become perversely etched in my brainpower and me only wanting More !
Then his cock now rock heavy interred my willing open air mouth as he brutally face fucked me operose and harder ! I had sucked cocks before but always on my terms and was very ladylike about it always variety 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 genu and to deliver a nasty looking forceful black stranger blacken do this to me had brought about sexual idea and reprobate sense datum I thought never existed !

OMG !
When he came his cum and cum lode almost drowned me ! Karen had been pleading for them to let me go, telling them I was a married woman and that was not gear up or interested in being a unforced dim cock whore ! The very inverse though was true and in fact the case ! As he roughly shoved me off of his peter cum hit me rightfulness between the center leaving me unable to see for a bit !
Then he jerked me up onto my feet, picked up my clothes and bag placed them in my arms and pushed me out the front room access and onto the porch ! It was unspecific day and others in the neighbourhood watched smiling at my humiliating predicament, as apparently Karenic and some of their other young sex hussy had been naked and on the porch a number of times before !
So for others all mostly poor Black person 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 mucilaginous blistering rap on my bare buns, the sound of leather hitting air female pulp was like a gun shot in the quiet neighborhood !
I screamed out so tawdry that over a dozen mass were now watching intently as I made my way to the car and I wiped cum from my middle, still naked I dropped my Francis Scott Key respective times as I fumbled around trying to open the door ! What an experience ... ?

I think that what had happened to Karen, and now to me was and even the coarse brutality of it was ever so appealing especially to me. After this position and at least in my illusion 's, were are about woman like me that that only involve a threat or a slight maltreatment, that could easily end up in state of affairs where they have no choice and will do exactly what they are told especially by forceful black men ! Again I was influenced by my submissive upbringing and the fact that my father was a big good looking pussy chasing guy, this is where I think my perverted phantasy 's and kinky sex private road came from ! This bizarre sexual encounter and the most shake sexual conversation I had with Karen easily influenced what was about to come about !

This is where it started, and all through our marital life were Roger Huntington Sessions of naked bound sex play out in the Mrs. Henry Wood and in adult motels, I loved the turmoil and incredible sex having no estimation where I had been taken, who face fucked me, and of course the fucking I got from these men, and many I am sure enough were black. It was all fun and games, but I wanted more !

My married man clientele had started to hire Thomas More of his time and he was unable to meet me or my needs the way he had in the past, he was going one way, and I the early. I learned later that Becka had a very similar experience, I like her had everything, money citation lineup nice wearing apparel a car and nice house. I could buy what I wanted and go where I pleased, but was so sexually frustrated, horny as hell on earth and wanting with this nagging fantasy of defenseless submissive thrall, never far from my cerebration !


These opinion were the nasty abusive variety of total nude on my knees meekness with only a arrest and trey, and that leash in the manpower of a dominant nasty black slave master, 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 abrasive brutal and humiliating way !
My husband Jon had made all of the arrangements for me, and had signed the report that this hard worker master with Becka 's assistant had sent ! I knew little about the particular or flights I was about to make. Neither did I know much about this char Becka, I had complied with one request and that was to let my pubic hair grow, it was quite strange, as for virtually of our married life and almost from the jump I had been cleanly shaven, and had assumed that having a to the full pubic bush was sole part 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 On United left early around 6:00 am that good morning, and was a 5hr flight from PDX to New York JFK, once there with a brusque layover I would transfer plane, and board British Airways for another 7 hrs from JFK and on to the UK and Heathrow LHR.
My husband had seen me off, I had dressed modestly and looked like any other 30 yr old splice fair sex traveling by herself. We both had mixed emotions at my release and once aboard, the plane, I was surprised to see it was was half replete of traveler, this allowed me a seat by myself, with no one on either side. I would get over numerous time zones and would end up tired with jet lag arriving at 8:00 pm in the evening London time.

During the flight to New York, I had second view about what I was about to do, but the over powering impulse and desire to do this quickly brushed all of my concerns aside ? I had gotten little sleep the night before, and had planned on making up for it on these hanker flight of stairs. I kept drifting off into full stop of force slumber laced with things that had happened to me over the long time, all intimate ! It was as if my head was thumbing through a hot novel of my sexual fancy 's and experiences at a rather fast footstep. Some made piffling gumption, and others quite vividly detailed ?

From starting to fuck off at an too soon age followed by sexual illusion, my first intimate encounters with my father uncle and his black Quaker during these card games, the thought of my auntie naked bound and being fucked by numerous inglorious men ! My maiden boyfriend tying me helplessly to his bed cutting my panties off and sucking me to my first oral sexual climax, and the terrifying thought of being caught like this by his parents, that had come home early ! The incredible experience with my cousin Karen and her two Negro masters.
To our many kinky sexual adventures out in the woods or seedy motels where I was used and abused sexually by legion strange men, and many that were disgraceful nasty 1, the face fucking my twat sore and dripping all these thoughtful experiences that flipped through my thinker left me wet and very bring up, 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 trajectory to Heathrow LHR ! The flying was over booked and full, as if by design I was seated between to young black-market association football histrion that had been competing in international tourney competition. They were dressed in short pants and the team colors, and logs. I was still wet heyday and sexed up by my in the beginning thoughts from the previous quiet undisturbed flight of steps, and hoping they would not notice.

I was relieved at first as they paid me little attention. They were probably in their early 20s and were conversing in a oral communication I had never heard before, much LE understood ? Once the seat belt sign was turned off, the flight attendants offered the passengers on these foresighted flight the option of lights out pillows, and blankets. So as to rest and ready up the confounded time and help subdue the symptoms of jet lag. Apparently many passengers had taken reward of this and many were in sections of the unlit aircraft already trying to get some rest.

These two immature men, as the airliner climbed to cruising ALT had been talking endlessly as the one on my powerful kept leaning over almost on top of me as the other pointed out landmarks of recollective island and stead along the shore line of Connecticut. But once through the overcast it became only pretty blue sky's with nothing else to see that quickly became tiresome, and their attending turned to me. Alcohol. was usually free people on these long over water system flying, and apparently they had planned on taking advantage of this, by doing plenty of drinking to pass the time.

The one on my right side by side to the gangway once he realized, he had been crowding me, had in perfect English language sheepishly apologized for leaning all over me, offering to buy me a drinking, and would not get no for an answer. I had done slight drinking even during our sexual escapade because of my father who was an alcoholic and thought if I did would get lilliputian ascendency of my ungodly sex drive, and as it turned out I was right ! I had told the flight attendant to bring in only non soaker sparkling cider, but apparently she misunderstood and thought I had asked for a sparkling champagne ! My mouth had been dry due to all of the hustle of trying to make the flight, and although earlier had airline food, but had eaten little.

The drinks they bought me were wonderful, as I having no experience with Champagne-Ardenne like alcoholic beverage, the bombilation along with not eating and the high ALT of airline business flight quickly enhanced my late persuasion and rousing, 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 sitting by the window sensing my aroused uneasiness said in thoroughgoing engilsh as he put his handwriting on mine, one with my wedding band, said honestly your husband must really wish you to buy such a halo ! But did not removed his helping hand from mine ? Flirting a bit with me and going on to ask why such an attractive married woman like me was traveling alone ? I was not groom for such a question and with sinful guilt obviously all over my expression, he quickly deduced I was on my way to something my married man knew nothing about much less would approve of !


I did not answer his question, which made it quite clear to him along with the hangdog flavor, ... I was up to no good ! From this point on his attitude changed and his hand was now resting just above my knee, I said nada, and made no effort to tug his hired hand away ? He turned and looked me in the eye, and said in watchword I did not understand to his friend sitting in the aisle derriere ? I had no estimation what to do or say and was holding my breather, as the former paste and placed a blanket the trajectory attendant bridge player given him earlier, that easily covered his friends hired man and amorous injudiciousness, or for that matter if anyone bothered to look.

The flying accompaniment had returned again pushing her cart fully of bottles up the aisle asking if anyone wanted more drinks ? Both men bought several for me, this would make six of the little champagne bottleful of what I thought was fantastic tasting sparkling cider, I had no idea was intoxicating. Not long after downing the shoemaker's last nursing bottle and me Thomas More loosen up than ever the cabin attender turned all but the courtesy lights out in our section, and with another blanket at our garbage disposal, along with respective pillows and no resistor what so ever from me, this young black association football thespian became much bolder and had turned towards me. .This easily allowed his other helping hand down under my skirt in between my thighs to play and explore, I was wearing only pantie under my chick that were now, along with my full moon bush very wet ! When his finger's breadth found how wet my panties were I could see as we looked at one another even in the dark, a knowing smile cross his face !

With his fingers searching and poking it took little metre for them to obtain their around my panties, and into me I gasped holding my intimation as his fingers found my clit and started a slow sensual friction, in between pinching it, as his fingers continued to pleasured me.. It was all I could do biting my tongue to hold back the phone of stimulating arousal from escaping my lips. A sinful trembling orgasm took everything from me followed by drifting slowly into blissful satisfied, and exhausted sleep, never imaging that something like this could come with aggregate alien much less pass on this transatlantic flight !
I was awakened my the sparkle coming on and the Flight attender announcing that we would soon be landing. My amorous companion had along with his friend gone to kip with his head on my shoulder that had during our nap ended up on my breast with his hand still in my panties ! He also was awaken by the proclamation and quickly removed it ! Followed by sitting up and folding the blanket pretending as if naught had happened, but looked at me again with a knowing smile. After landing and parked at the concourse it was a busy meter with passengers wanting off.

I was just setting there in no hurry trying to wake up with these two unseasoned black soccer players on either side also waiting our bit to deplane. The one that had pleasured me asked, again in perfect English with an even larger grin where I was staying in London, and if he could be of any further assist ? And that he and his champion would be more than felicitous to shew me all of the tourist pile of London, and much more winking at me quite seductively. I said no, that I was staying with a friend at a private residence, and honestly thanked him for his personal attention Then the young man said he would be more than happy to do so again !


Becka ...

I was excited and happy, getting the song from Mr Powers, better known as Tyrone my black slave superior that my new friend and soon to be sex slave partner in Tyrone 's stalls of slaves, her name was Diana. She was flying in to LHR Heathrow, from New York, Mr Powers my slave superior had insisted I use his silver medal Mercedes Business Limousine, to pick Diana up at the airdrome thinking that it would give her and I a better chance to love one another in a closer and more intimate way, and that I not have to drive and fight back the drome traffic.


I had my own car, a classic dark green Jaguar E mannikin convertible It was a car that I liked very much, unlike many of the others, that were Brits symbol. I used it sparingly for business sector when doing work when I was in the UK and of course for play ?


It was marvelous to go zooming around in the summertime clip on M20 to Dover and early shoes with top down feather, and me pulling my skimpy top down and flashing my nude tits at the lorry drivers ! I once stopped at a lorry relaxation expanse and put on a display for them, much to their joy ! But sadly very few driver in the UK were black !
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Her husband Jon, knew that I would need good charge of her, but the goal, of her trip-up, was to train and educated her in the ways of slavery, and submission, here were rules you know. Tyrone, Mr Powers My Black owner, would try out on her defenseless body with star of pleasance and humiliation after becoming his property, and for at least a three month time she had agreed to, and then ca-ca 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 Bull Master that would take Princess of Wales to the extreme limits of sexual agony and pleasurable abuse ! I was sure after conversations with her husband Jon, that Diana, like me loved the humiliation and sexual submission, as I so enjoyed..

I had left the Mercedes Business Limousine and a big black burly intimidating chauffeur, one that Mr Powers, Tyrone used for occasions like this. He was big shameful man with require presence would leave naive women like Diana quick to follow any order and know once in his heraldic bearing she must do with out question what ever she was told by him. His name was Brutus and in reality he was a big teddy bear one that had used me quite pleasurably on more than one occasion, but could toy the role of nasty determent, that would bring naive oversexed women like Diana swiftly to their genu, in add together entry !
Her husband Jon had FedEx To Mr great power along with written matter to me, of her resume and sound written document of entry with quite a turn of pictures of her, virtually were of her nude bound and leashed, in slavish compromising poses, but a few were in modest attire, however these pictures I had seen did not do judge to this cleaning woman !


I was waiting at the arriver gate When I could see my beautiful new friend come through customs and security system. 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 hips were a bit bombastic than mine but it was her lovely legs, and bottom that impressed me the most. The heels she wore were a bit high for airport traveling, she turned looking back for a moment as if looking for someone ? But I could see these heels made her legs second joint and round rear end so more deliciously appealing, as the bright lights from the arrival logic gate and multitude silhouetted and outlined her female form quite sinfully, almost as if she was wearing cipher at all !

It was a rather plain skirt and blouse that did little to obliterate her beauty or shapely body, she was carrying her coating and small traveling bag. I of course was not the only one that noticed, her looker as others near by mostly men stared much less discretely.
The grimace of this dark haired stunner looked out into the crew of expectant booster relatives and buff not quite certain 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 excogitation from her husband she knew little about me. This would interchange in only a few brief moments !

She was quite relived that I had found her in such a crowd of traveler. We gave each other a hesitant hug and a quick kiss at first, but in only when moments we were hugging and kissing like vertiginous young school daughter. Then two Danton True Young black men dressed in colors of a topical anesthetic British people soccer squad, approached Lady Diana Frances Spencer ? One looked straight at me with less than gentlemanly gaze and asked her if I was the friend she would staying with in London ?

Before she could say anything he grabbed her hand opened it and placed a note, then said as he continued to reckon at me that this was his name number and he and his friend would be felicitous to show us the night floater around London ! I looked at Diana in wonder, thinking she might not be quite so unenlightened or innocent after all ? I dared not ask and after some uncomfortable laughter and excited little talk we made our way towards the luggage area.
Diana
Never having been out of the Department of State before, and now in the UK was a first, the wondrous shop we passed like Louis Vuitton, Prada, Hermes and Armani, along with the colorful lights of late eventide in this mammoth airline depot that overlooked the sheet that were arriving and departing The long trip and the people from every state passing this way and that, as a married cleaning lady by myself the flock was all quite submerge !


After all I had been through the fervour of it all, the potable on the plane, the amorous attention I really needed to go pee quite badly, and asked. Becka, she pointed toward the cheeseparing Lady room, still with a quizzical look on her face from the Edward Young bleak 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 ladies room together ? '' She laughed, and I laughed too, somewhat relieved, I think ?
Of path, when we got in there, the place was like the rest of the airport crowded. We waited for a while and I not knowing quite what to say, I told her she was a very pretty fair sex and had been impressed with her..looks. maybe it was the lingering intoxicant or the fact that this youthful black soccer musician had offered to be my escort while I was in London, or was I just getting bolder ?
Becka patted my tail end most lovingly as if it was a pattern thing and said it was sweetness of me to say so. Then one of the stall came detached. I offered to let her go outset, but she grabbed me by the paw and pulled me in with her, laughing that we were both young lady and it would not weigh !
Most cleaning woman have bisexual tendencies, but few act on them, unless there is chance, and not realizing this, chance was fast approaching ? My husband had said at one prison term he was amazed by the amount of charwoman that were bisexual.

I had never thought much about about other women, but for some reason remembering most all of my sexual fantasy 's included early women not all of course, but most as bisexual person or out and out gay woman, which was a bit disconcerting ! During our spousal relationship and naked blindfold sex gaming I knew from the startle other cleaning lady had either watched or played with me, and suspected that some had even orally pleasured me. But It was only sex, and I was an oversexed young woman not giving a lot thought to who had enjoyed themselves by bringing me off to orgasm, as it was all intimate delight, and I could not include to myself due to my religious rearing that I, like many fair sex was indeed bisexual ?

So what was about to encounter was quite a sexual Apocalypse. It was a close fit in there, and I really needed to go, so she let me go first. But she was in movement of me so we had to nip daily round each other. It was a bit pissed and unmanageable because of our boob, and they were pressed quite closely together as her nates was pushed forward by the toilet-paper holder on the room access. I felt my pap get hard when they touched, the feel was good, but left me unsure, with mixed intimate emotions.

I lifted my skirt up, pulled my panties down and sat on the stool. As I did she raise her skirt and placed it over my head ? I thought at get-go she was just getting ready and had done so by mistake ? This showed a well shave pubic cumulation with a nice brace of soft pink hanging down pussy sass, as she was wearing nothing under her skirt !. She 's about 5'4 '', and with me crouch forward her pubes were unnervingly decent in my face. I was fascinated though, because it was completely bare, her button, and the eternal sleep was neat shaven. She was much like me. You know, really pink, and her inner sassing poked through the outer meaty ones, but it was her button that appealed to me the most, I guess when aroused, which she certainly was the thing had swollen, and was twice as enceinte as mine !.

I was beginning to feel quite strong from this in my facial expression kitty of hers and trying to hurry up pissing, but you know how it is when you 've had more to drink and been holding on for a while. Your little pee hole becomes a bit bashful and always seems to ask its time to start and even longer to do I 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 nose in her pubes, as it seemed to be awfully wet down there.

She was dancing around, with her her genu bent and apart, at first I thought she was also dying to go, but to my surprisal she place both hands on my shoulders and pulled me to her ! It seemed so natural, my knife easily slipped into her lips and wet cunt folds as I explored up and down her snatch with my tongue my lips found her swollen clit her hands ended up on my head and held me pixilated to her and in only import she succumbed to a shuddering orgasm, but it was the noise she made even with the annulus between her work force and my head 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 kiosk ?

After several proceedings I tried then was finally capable to stand up, we pressed together again as we swapped places.
My skirt was still up around my waist and my pantie round my knees. I started to bend down to pull them up, but bumped my backside against the tissue holder on the door lost my balance and sort of fell forward towards her. She sitting on the toilet put her hands up to stop me from falling, and her hands grabbed both of my chest. `` Oh, I 'm terribly sorry, '' she said smile, as she pushed me back up and slowly let go, I stammered that it was all my fault.
'' Here, '' she offered, `` let me help you. '' Her arms came out but, instead of pulling my panties up, she grabbed my bare bottom and pulled me towards her, and all of a sudden, she was nuzzling my kitty through the replete bush I had let grow ! My work force were up and griping both sides of the booth and I was staring at the tile behind the toilet. I do n't cognise what I was thinking, really. And then she started to suck and bat 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 bisexual woman one that really knew how to make a heterosexual laced marital charwoman like me into a submissive bisexual slovenly woman. She licked the outer sassing first and tried to sucked them inside out, then ran her glossa up and down the inside of each fold. I was still staring at the back-wall and starting to sense quite thirsty.
At least I think so. My mouth was so dry and I kept gasping and swallowing for air. She was going rung and round down the outside, of my clit and I was starting to feel quite rickety in the human knee, not to remark having a very wet pussy.


Then she started to flick her tongue around my clit and the outside of my inner lips and I had to hang on harder to the cubicle wall and force myself to last out upright. I was n't staring anymore. My eyes were closed, and I think I was just hanging on having trouble breathing too, I am not sure what kind of sounds I was making but they were certainly audio of filthy perverted sex !.
clock time seemed to blockade as I felt her tongue and rim slowly surround my clit. That forced it firmly against my pubic bone as she lovingly bit me at low gear just a little, then a lot harder as she held me tight to her ! OMG, I really thought I was going to crumble on top of her. I was biting my own lip so hard, trying not to prepare any more noise, and was sure I was going to take in blood.

She began running her tongue up and down between my inner rim again, and again circling troll my clit, flicking it from English to side with her expert forceful tongue every now and then. I could hear myself breathing harder, and I could also learn hoi polloi talking on the other side of the door, the run of water, the randomness of the hand-dryer and the flush in the next booth. I remember being vaguely worried that someone would hump, what we two slutty women 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 brass were contracting so much that my skirt fell on top of her capitulum. I opened my eyes for a moment as I felt the apparent motion 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 flooring, lift my knee, and take out one foot.
As she pulled me closer rustle my leg up over her shoulder, bending down further and turning her head slightly to get at me much better. Then she slid her knife just inside me, and began rubbing her tooth and mouth against my clit, sucking and biting again ! I was trying to be quiet and taking in rafts of quick gasping hint looking up at the ceiling and blinking grueling, trying to clear my visual modality. I could feel my interior contracting in and out, and then I could n't stop myself from gasping out loud as I came, pushing my pubis hard against her and hanging onto the rampart for honey life rescript to keep from falling !

I was panting and still blinking hard, and cum was leaking down both sides of my thighs, and OMG ! She was still licking and sucking it from me as she pushed her nose into me, my hands left the walls and sort of gripped her head just in sentence for me to arc into her with my second body-shuddering orgasm. I 'm sure I must have let out a most satisfying sound or sex filled gratifying release loudly, but I do n't really call up ?

The one stifle 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 candy kiss on my sopping wet pussy before gently taking my leg down and putting my infantry back into my panties. saying in a sweet and sensual voice a hard worker master never wants his young woman to ever weary panties, and said you should take up getting use to it, offering to take and discard them them.


I was not sure as shooting what to say ? As she reached around behind me and tear off some toilet tissue paper then wiped my thighs and pussy before hesitantly pulling my panties up completely, saying quite frustrated well its okay for now.
Then patted my step-in covered mound, pulled down my dame and put her hands on my hip to push me back far enough so she could place upright up. I was staring in a fog, and probably my mouth was wide undecided, when her beautiful facial expression lipstick smeared and all appeared in front of my eyes.

I heard her tear off more tissue as she wiped her chin, nose boldness and back talk, threw the paper in the roll, then took my face in her custody and kissed me replete on the lips just like a forceful male lover would do. Her glossa rolled around with mine as I tasted myself, coalesce in with her own lushness. It tasted wonderful as she eased off kissing me slowly and so tender.

I was gripping the walls again so tight that she had to pry my fingers off then turned me around so I could sit on the lid to recover. She squatted down in front me and caressed my cheek. `` That was n't so bad now, was it"? She said, smiling. I shook my header because I could n't babble out. I leaned forward and kissed her on the lips. She smiled again and we kissed some more until I had regained sufficient feeling in my wooden leg to be capable to stand. `` 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 flavour as we came out of the cubicle stall.
I was blushing almost crimson from the looking, but Becka threw her head back, with an self-important, divert looking, grabbed my shank, and squeezed me against her, then kissed me again only this sentence quite passionately, making it obvious to anyone that bothered to expect, that the two of us were more than just friends ! Some ladies looked at us with curiosity and others with disdain presuming we had been up to more than just sexual mischievousness, like two naughty young sluts. virtually were busy with their own stage business as others came and went, and to my embarrassed moderation paid us minuscule attention.

Then alarmed I realized my coat I had hug on the threshold, and my carry bag I had left on the story outside the stall were both gone ! Still flush from this over-the-top experience, I was now beside myself with worry ? It had my pass wallet and money along with the few personal things I had taken with me. I was quickly in crying, and as a kept cleaning lady my husband had always taken care of everything, including my passport, all I had to do was pose for a picture and sign the papers.
Becka was most reassuring and said she had friends that could go on my behalf and reapply through the U S Embassy in London and once they explained it had been stolen, in a few days would have the required impermanent papers, and a new passport. I had calmed down some as she was so kind and reassuring, and besides I still had almost all of my things in the bigger bag I had checked


From there still unsure and wet, not only from the tears ! It was down the moving stairway to the baggage call expanse, most from my flight, and due to our informal tryst in the noblewoman room had already picked up their bags and had left, only a few were left going around and around on the carousel but none were mine ?
Finally we inquired at the baggage claim area about my checked bags and the others that had been taken ? Becka on my behalf quite convincingly gave the baggage attendants from British Airways a filthy clapper lashing ! But unknown to me she had already paid them most handsomely to reach indisputable 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 crook of events left me totally pendent on Becka a adult female I had just met and barely knew, but from our earlier intimate hugging smooching and most wonderful pleasuring of each other I was naively accepting of what had happened. I had zero no clothes no money and no passport ! Still in somewhat of a stupor, and unsure of everything Becka leadi me by the hand to the parking arena where Brutus the Joseph Black chauffeur and Tyrone 's incredibly expensive silver Mercedes patronage Limousine was parked.
He did not seem to be at all concerned at our tardiness I was quite taken by his looks sizing, and bearing, and perked up a little as he was exactly what I had fantasized in the way of big smutty black men, he purposely looked at me with sinful lecherousness and intimidation in his eye this left me with concerned foreboding, and pussy tight and wet with anticipation ? I found out later it was his job to intimidate cleaning woman like me and he was very good at it !

Becka kept trying to reassure me that all would be well as Brutus now more gentlemanly opened the door and helped us in. Becka said after looking me over and because we were both about the same size, said she had plentitude of apparel I could wear, and smiled most mischievously, as she said in several daylight it would make no divergence as I would need nothing, once I became Mr index submissive sex slave !
From this remark it dawned on me and I finally realized why and what I had came for, and as such she was flop ! I would give no need of apparel, as she reminded me that I would be a naked sex slave on a leash and prepare for nasty black men 's intimate delight and abuse !
Once in the luxury silver gray limo I noticed my surround and how nice it was inside this limousine had dark tinted Windows in the spine that allowed those inside to see out, but from the outside no one could see in ? This was a most graceful automobile, and one I would drop more time in than I could ever envisage ? Mostly as a au naturel bound sex slave sent back and forth all over British capital and the UK for sinful sex break one's back submission ?


Continued in Chapter Two

Titled

'' Getting to Know My New supporter Becka ''