It was early, too early, but the experiences of the day before had left me exhausted and an early night meant an early morning. Tony was still asleep, lightly snoring to the side of me as last night he and Michael had stayed up late drinking. \u201cCelebrating,\u201d Michael had called it because they were so impressed with what I had managed to do the day before.<\/p>\n
Rolling over in bed, I felt a deep stiffness run up the lower part of my spine and I realised that being that bit older, meant that my body did not always recover so easily from a hard fucking. With some difficulty, I managed to swing my legs out from under the covers and in the process lift myself into a seated position. Pushing myself off the mattress I felt my bare feet hit the ground and then with a final heave I managed to stand up fully. I stretched my back out, lifting my arms in the air so that my breasts rose and fell with the movement of my body. There was a series of gentle clicks in my back and an instant easing of the muscles and joints.<\/p>\n
Taking a few tentative steps, I found that I was able to walk normally though my vagina and ass still felt sore from the aggressive stretching they had taken the day before. It was not enough to hinder me though I did wonder if I would be walking funny for a few days. Crossing the room and taking care to bend over, I picked up the same dress I had used yesterday to go to the pool, along with my bikini.<\/p>\n
This time, when I got to the pool and gym it was still early enough that everyone was still expected to wear appropriate clothing. Removing my dress, I stood naked in the locker rooms for a moment, admiring my body in the mirror before tying my bikini into place. Even though it was a yellow micro bikini, designed to only just cover my pussy and nipples, I decided to risk seeing if I could get away with it in the gym. Entering the room, I found it largely empty but for a couple of men who were using the treadmills in the far corner.<\/p>\n
There was a natural, friendly smile between the three of us and the two men clearly appreciated my choice of clothing as I headed over to the stretching and yoga mats. I started with some squats, giving me a chance to test how comfortable and flexible my hips and pelvis were. Surprisingly they were in good condition and I found myself able to properly stretch my thighs out as I changed the exercises to be more testing.<\/p>\n
\u201cHi!\u201d, the voice caught me by surprise as that exact moment I was bending at the waist, legs spread and touching the floor with my hands.<\/p>\n
Rising back up, my legs still open I turned my head to face the voice that had spoken. It was one of the two men who had been admiring me as I had entered the gym. Of a similar age, he was slightly taller than me and his muscles flexed gently under white skin that had clearly been recently exposed to a tanning machine. \u201cHi,\u201d I replied, keeping my voice and flirtatious in a style that I felt Michael and Tony would expect of me.<\/p>\n
\u201cI couldn\u2019t help but notice\u2026\u201d<\/p>\n
I cut him off, \u201cI\u2019m sure you did notice, that was my intention.\u201d The comment made his eyes bulge for a moment as the thought that he was about to get his wicked way with me filled his mind, \u201cbut sadly despite you being cute, I am not available.\u201d<\/p>\n
In an instant, my words deflated his ego and he stared at me, his mouth falling open in the process but his voice silent.<\/p>\n
\u201cDon\u2019t get me wrong, a couple of months ago I might have jumped at the chance of getting you into bed but\u2026\u201d Using my left hand so that I could show off my wedding ring I reached for the Queen of Spades necklace hanging around my neck and flashed it at him.<\/p>\n
\u201cI\u2026 I don\u2019t understand,\u201d he stammered, \u201cdo you mean you have only recently got married?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cNo silly, the necklace is what has changed.\u201d<\/p>\n
The man stared at it, trying to fathom the understanding of what I was showing him. Then, like a bolt of lightening striking from above the realisation of what the necklace meant came to him. \u201cYou\u2019re into black guys?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cOwned by,\u201d I corrected the man with a smile as I watched his reaction to the situation.<\/p>\n
\u201cOwned by?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYes, owned by, belonging to, property of.\u201d<\/p>\n
Expecting him to try and be clever in response I watched the man consider his options as he twisted gently back and fore on his hips, his hands twisting with nerves. \u201cI\u2019d like to watch sometime.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cOh, would you?\u201d His response had caught me by surprise.<\/p>\n
\u201cYes, do you put on a show for others?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cNot at the moment, but maybe in time.\u201d<\/p>\n
The other man called out from the entrance door to the gym, \u201chey, Clive, come on, we need to go!\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYeah hang on, look if you ever put on a show for us white guys, let me know,\u201d Clive said as he reached into the pockets of his shorts. Pulling out a small white card he pushed it towards me, nodding with his head, begging me to take it. \u201cMy business card,\u201d he mumbled and with that he was gone.<\/p>\n
<\/p>\n
An hour or so later I walked back into the hotel room, turning the business card over and over in my hand as I did so. The bed was empty and after a quick search to confirm, so was the rest of the room, while in a corner Tony\u2019s belongings were packed away into their suitcase. \u201cHmm,\u201d I commented to myself on find that I was alone, \u201cI wonder where Tony has gone, that encounter has left me needing him and yet\u2026\u201d I flounced onto the bed, the mattress wobbling under my bum and thighs as I landed with a bounce. For a moment I felt lost, unsure as to what I should do, I needed to be taken by my lover, but it looked like I had done something to annoy him and he was in the process of leaving.<\/p>\n
A gentle knock at the door revived me from my thoughts and I slid from off the sheets and onto the floor. Approaching the door, I realised that I was still dressed. It might have been only a dress and I was naked underneath but when I had arrived, I had agreed with Tony that while in the room I would always be naked. \u201cHe might be leaving, I might not be good enough for him, but I still want to honour him,\u201d I thought and so, before opening the door, I slipped the dress over my head. Naked again, I took a moment to double check that I had not left my micro bikini on.<\/p>\n
Satisfied I stepped towards the door, just as a second and more impatient banging reached my ears. Placing a hand on the handle I took a moment to breath before opening it fully, exposing myself completely to whoever was in the corridor.<\/p>\n
\u201cI thought you were never going to answer,\u201d it was Michael who stood there along with another black man who I did not know. Tall and thin, he looked to be a similar age to my Master and on seeing me he was instantly excited by the sight of my body.<\/p>\n
\u201cAren\u2019t you going to invite us in?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cSorry,\u201d I replied stepping out of the way so that the two of them could enter, then checking the door was empty, I let it close with a click.<\/p>\n
\u201cI\u2019ve had a panicked call from Tony this morning,\u201d Michael said as he took a seat on the sofa that ran along the wall near to the door.<\/p>\n
\u201cPanicked?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYes, there is a problem with his team, they have all been summoned immediately, he\u2019s devastated at having to end your time together, but he has to go back.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cOh!\u201d I replied as I tried to process what was being said.<\/p>\n
\u201cYes, Oh! He was worried that you would think that he wasn\u2019t enjoying you so called me.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWhere is he then?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cDownstairs getting breakfast, he\u2019ll be back in a few minutes, in the meantime this is Trey.\u201d<\/p>\n
Looking at the younger man I watched how all at the same time he appeared to be both nervous and excited, \u201cvirgin?\u201d I asked casually.<\/p>\n
\u201cYes,\u201d Michael replied, and I realised that he had a glint in his eye as he admired by body.<\/p>\n
\u201cNow that Tony is leaving, you want me to teach Trey?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYes.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cAre we going to at least let Tony leave first?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cOh yes, at the moment Trey is just about coping with seeing your naked white ass.\u201d<\/p>\n
There was a click from the door which opened as Tony stepped through it into the room.<\/p>\n
I admired the muscular body of the man I had been staying with before stepping towards him, \u201cI\u2019m sorry you have to go,\u201d I whispered to him as he pulled me into his arms.<\/p>\n
\u201cIt won\u2019t be forever, I want to come back and fuck you again, but now I need to grab my case and get to my plane.\u201d<\/p>\n
Releasing me from his grip, Tony crossed the room to the corner where his suitcase was stored. As he did so I climbed back onto the bed, determined to protect any jealousy he might feel at the realisation that I was desperate to let Trey take me.<\/p>\n
Sitting cross legged, I pulled the duvet in around my legs and pussy as I watched Tony search one last time for any belongings he might have accidentally left behind. As my eyes followed his body, I realised that Trey was watching me, his own eyes filled with lust at the sight of my bare breasts. Then giving me one last kiss and a nod towards Michael, Tony headed for the hotel room door while inside I felt helpless at being unable to stop him from leaving.<\/p>\n
As the door opened to allow Tony out, I gasped in shock, causing Michael to look at me in wonderment, \u201cRachel!\u201d<\/p>\n
My sister-in-law pushed past Tony and stepped into the room while Roger almost trotted along behind. \u201cSorry,\u201d he exclaimed to everybody in the room, \u201cI was unable to stop her from coming.\u201d<\/p>\n
Unable to wait and see what would happen, Tony left the room, the door slamming behind him as Rachel paced around. I watched my sister-in-law who was wearing a grey suit jacket with matching short skirt covering the white blouse that she was wearing. She teetered on high stiletto black heels that emphasised the seamed stockings that covered her legs.<\/p>\n
\u201cWhen I saw you,\u201d she cast me an evil look, \u201cat the shop the other day I knew that something was not normal in the lives of my brother and his supposedly faithful wife.\u201d As Rachel spoke, I looked at Michael wondering if he was going to interrupt but instead, he just sat on the sofa with a bemused face.<\/p>\n
\u201cSo, this morning I called on Roger and made him confess to what I already feared was happening that you, Liz, were giving up your body in a cheap way to a string of black lovers.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cTechnically it is me making her give up her body to the string,\u201d Michael interjected, \u201cI could keep her all to myself if I wanted.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cThat may be true, but she could remain completely faithful to her husband, as she suggested in her wedding vows as well, vows that were made in church, vows that were made before God.\u201d<\/p>\n
I continued to watch the display and was certain that all was not as it seemed. Rachel had portrayed herself as moral before, but I had never known her to be a God-fearing type.<\/p>\n
Rachel continued her rant, \u201cSo, I have to ask myself, how can I help this situation? And do you know how I can help? Do you Liz? Do you Roger? I can help by doing this.\u201d<\/p>\n
At that Rachel tore the jacket from her shoulders and for the first time I could see as the material of her blouse moved that she was not wearing a bra. Then with a quick move of her hands, the grey skirt fell to the floor revealing that my sister-in-law was not wearing knickers. She moved around the room allowing us all to see that her pussy was marked by a thin, black line of trimmed pubic hair. The sight was framed by her suspender belt, the straps of which were pulling at the stockings to ensure that they remained in place.<\/p>\n
\u201cYou want to go black?\u201d I blurted the question out as I watched my sister-in-law proudly parade herself for Michael and Trey.<\/p>\n
\u201cYes.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWow, I never thought you would approve of my lifestyle choices.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cApprove?\u201d Rachel asked, turning to face me as she unbuttoned her blouse to reveal two perky and braless breasts, \u201cthe truth is, my marriage broke down because he caught me getting fucked by my black personal trainer.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cDid you know anything about this?\u201d I asked Roger who discreetly shook his head to show that it had been news to him as well.<\/p>\n
\u201cAnyway,\u201d Rachel commented as she stepped towards Michael and Trey, \u201cwhich of you two black studs am I going to ride?\u201d<\/p>\n
For a moment I found Michael speechless as he considered how to deal with the situation. A new, eager slut offering herself up at the temple of big black cock is not something that happens everyday after all. Rachel slid the blouse from her shoulders while she waited for a reaction from either of the two men, she was hoping would take her. The material was so light that it fell gently, swirling in the air as it did so until it pooled around her feet.<\/p>\n
\u201cWell?\u201d Rachel asked with a hint of impatience in her voice that made me wonder how long it had been since she had last been fucked.<\/p>\n
\u201cWell?\u201d It was Michael who had replied as his face showed a flash of annoyance at the way Rachel was speaking. Her desperation meant that Rachel was on the verge of getting her ass slung out the door rather than ploughed by a large black dick.<\/p>\n
Discreetly I slid from the bed and approached my sister-in-law where carefully so as not to alarm her I placed an arm across her shoulders. Leaning in close I lowered my voice so that only she could hear it, \u201cin this world, women are submissive to the needs of these superior males, we don\u2019t make demands of them.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat?!\u201d the reaction was loud as Rachel reacted to my comment and I found myself face to face with her.<\/p>\n
\u201cYou need to be submissive, if you want Michael to agree to taking you on board then you need to show them that they are in charge.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI\u2019ve never been submissive to anybody, not even my personal trainer. Is this what you like Liz, do you enjoy being submissive to these men?\u201d<\/p>\n
I was formulating my response when Michael removed the need for me to speak, \u201cToy, come here and sit at my feet.\u201d The request was easy to follow, and I slipped away from Rachel and moved across the room, lowering myself to my knees so that I completed the final approach in a crawl. It was unusually submissive for our relationship, but I could see that Michael was trying to emphasise to Rachel that she needed to submit rather than command the situation.<\/p>\n
Curling up at his feet, I sat on one hip facing Rachel while lying my head onto Michael\u2019s knees. Fingers stroked through my hair as my Master petted me as if I was a dog. \u201cThere are many fetishes, each with their own tastes and needs, this is ours and it is growing in popularity.\u201d Michael spoke as if he was making a great speech and I wondered if he was hoping that one day such a thing would happen for real. \u201cThis is our fetish, the worship by white women of hung, superior, dominant, black men, if it is not for you, then you should leave.\u201d<\/p>\n
Rachel flashed a look towards Roger, \u201care you fine with this?\u201d she asked, and I realised she had believed that Roger had somehow, been in charge, of the whole situation.<\/p>\n
\u201cI am happy, the happiest I have been for a long time sexually.\u201d Then, without prompting my husband dropped his trousers and boxer shorts to reveal the cage that was containing his cock.<\/p>\n
A hand moved my head from Michael\u2019s lap, and I felt him stand up alongside me before taking a step towards Rachel. I glanced up and caught a glimpse of his face and realised that he was enjoying the challenge of taming this wild woman. As he left my side, I heard a final command, \u201cToy, put Trey in your mouth.\u201d<\/p>\n
Instantly I rolled over and crawled on hands and knees along the length of the sofa. Trey was tucked almost completely into the corner of his seat, his hands held carefully over his cock as if protecting himself. Rising up so that my head and arms hovered over his groin our eyes met, and I gave a gentle and caring smile.<\/p>\n
Slowly, Trey removed his hands, releasing the guard that prevented me from accessing his inexperienced cock and with quick yet gentle fingers I pulled open the zip of his trousers. Freeing the cock itself was more of a challenge, having two women naked in front of him had left Trey rock hard but its length extended down his right trouser leg. It felt thick between my fingers and at first it stubbornly refused to reveal itself but after a dozen or so tugs a long, black, circumcised shaft appeared before me. I studied the head, watching precum gather at the tip which using my fingers I carefully dabbed before lifting it to my mouth. Trey gasped as he saw me taste the juices that his body had produced and then, in one smooth moment I lowered my head and took half his length into my mouth.<\/p>\n
\u201cOh God,\u201d Trey commented as I sunk his cock between my lips, enveloping him in the warm wetness of my mouth as I wanked the shaft I had not consumed with my fingers. It felt good to have him in my mouth and form his reaction I was sure that he had never even been sucked before.<\/p>\n
Pulling him from my mouth for a moment, I make eye contact with the young man again, \u201cdo you like?\u201d I asked.<\/p>\n
\u201cLike, I fucking love it,\u201d Trey replied with a high pitched voice which gave away just how excited the experience had made him.<\/p>\n
I plunged him back into my mouth, this time pushing the whole of his manhood into my mouth and down my throat until my nose nestled into Trey\u2019s pubic hair. As I did so, behind me I heard Rachel emit a moan of pleasure and I wondered what Michael was doing to my sister-in-law.<\/p>\n
\u201cToy, out of the way!\u201d It was Michael\u2019s voice and without argument I released Trey and rolled to my side so that I could look back across the room. As I did so I saw Michael pushing Rachel towards the man whose length I had just swallowed. Holding her by the hair, a hand reaching round to clasp a hard nipple, Rachel had a look on her face that said she was desperate to be fucked. Reaching the sofa, Rachel\u2019s knees bent, and she willingly and eagerly climbed onto Trey\u2019s lap and a second later she gasped as the black shaft entered her wet vagina.<\/p>\n
No longer needed I climbed back to my feet and retreated to the bed where, sitting down again I watched as my sister-in-law took Trey\u2019s virginity. Watching I saw the moment when Trey went from nervous, in-experienced boy to dominant superior man as he pushed Rachel from his lap. Then, standing, he dropped his trousers to the floor before pulling Rachel back onto the sofa so that she offered her ass towards him. His cock ploughed back into her as he pushed himself deep enough that she gave out a loud scream that combined pleasure and pain.<\/p>\n
They fucked hard, sweat covering them both, and I realised that I had never imagined that my sister-in-law could be such a slut. She had always seemed so prim and proper and yet, here she was, giving herself up as a submissive fuck toy for black cock. The scene was intense as the two of them eagerly played their role until with an explosion of sound they reached their orgasms together. Trey pumping cum deep into Rachel who in turn screamed with pleasure was a powerful climax passed over her like a wave. Then, worn out by their exertions the two of them collapsed into a heap on the floor directly in front of the sofa, their bodies panting as they fought to recover their breath.<\/p>\n
\u201cGood, good,\u201d Michael said, looking at me and Roger in turn as he spoke, \u201cyour sister has some real potential and Trey definitely lived up to the expectations I had for him.\u201d<\/p>\n
<\/p>\n
Hours had passed since my sister-in-law had been introduced to superior black men and Roger and I, unneeded by Michael had returned to our home. Taking the time to work from home my husband sat in the home office while I sunbathed naked in the garden. My mobile phone beeped constantly with messages from Rachel describing what had happened to her since we had separated. She had stayed with Trey, taking him to her home where he had repeatedly fucked her for the rest of the day. \u201cI can\u2019t believe a man can cum that much,\u201d she had written in her most recent message, \u201cwe really should be using condoms as well.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cThere are no condoms in this world, every cock has been bareback since I joined it.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cEvery cock?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cEvery single cock, loaded with cum and desperate to fill me.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cHow many have there been?\u201d<\/p>\n
Doing a quick count in my head, Michael, Tony and the guys from the bar I nervously typed a number into my phone and sent it to Rachel, \u201c9,\u201d it read.<\/p>\n
\u201cNine! In how long?\u201d it was a text message, but the reply sounded desperate and shocked.<\/p>\n
\u201cLess than a month, originally it was just Michael, a bit of fun but things have moved quickly and now I am a true black cock slut.\u201d<\/p>\n
There was a period of silence and I was not sure if Rachel did not know what to say or whether it was because Trey had taken her again. I dozed gently as I waited, my mind wandering to thoughts of what Michael might have in store for me next. Eventually, my phone beeped again, and I picked it up and opened the message that I had received.<\/p>\n
\u201cSorry, Trey just fucked me again, it was short and aggressive but or so fun, but I\u2019m not sure if I\u2019m ready to be a black cock slut in the way you are.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI\u2019m not sure you have much choice judging by the way you are reacting,\u201d I thought to myself but instead a replied with an inane comment about taking your time and seeing how things play out.\u00a0 I would have said more but a shadow cast across my body and, looking up from the phone I saw that Michael had entered the garden. \u201cHi,\u201d I said but he remained silent, \u201cI take it that Roger let you in?\u201d<\/p>\n
There was still silence from Michael but as I watched him, he lowered the back of the sun lounger I was lying on. Then, dropping his trousers he sat on my face, his big balls hanging down into my mouth. I sucked on them gently as from above I heard a sound as if Michael was taking the opportunity to just relax from a stressful day.<\/p>\n
\u201cI need to take you to meet my father,\u201d he commented suddenly, catching me off guard and making me nick his right testicle with my teeth, \u201cow!\u201d Michael jumped up and climbed off me, \u201cwhat the fuck was that?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cSorry,\u201d I pleaded, \u201cit was an accident, your comment caught me off guard.<\/p>\n
\u201cWhy?\u201d he asked as I watched him pull his trousers back up and tuck his dick away so that I could no longer see it.<\/p>\n
\u201cI don\u2019t know, Tony told me some stuff about your father and well, I guess it made me wonder if I would be taken by him at some point.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cAnd if you were? Would that be a problem?\u201d<\/p>\n
Shrugging my shoulders, I considered the situation, \u201chow would you feel about it?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cHow would I feel if my father was to bed you?\u201d I nodded my head in acknowledgement and waited for a response. \u201cWell he taught me how to play this game, if he desires to try you out then who am I to object?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cOK,\u201d I replied understanding that Michael had given a rhetorical question. \u201cHow would you like me to present myself?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cThere\u2019s some stuff in the living room for you.\u201d<\/p>\n
<\/p>\n
Nearly an hour later Michael turned into an underground car park beneath a towering block of apartments near the centre of town. Driving into a parking space he looked at me and gave a reassuring smile, \u201cwhatever happens, I am happy with the outcome,\u201d he commented.<\/p>\n
Climbing out of the car, I adjusted my clothes to make sure they fitted. A tight white crop top that clung to the bottom of my breasts that I could make pop out if I pushed them forwards enough covered my top half. Below, the tiniest of denim skirts, in fact, something that was more of a belt covered my lower half while on my legs I wore knee high white socks with canvas trainers. For a woman of my age it was the look of someone much younger, but I still felt sexy and fuckable in it.<\/p>\n
Guiding me to a lift, Michael and I got in and I watched as he selected the top floor. Then as the numbers lit up with each floor I watched as we climbed from the basement towards the roof. Neither of us spoke during the journey and I realised that we were both lost in our own thoughts about what was about to happen. Michael may have said that if his father was to desire me then that was fine, but I wondered if there would a mix of jealousy if he did and disappointment if rejected me. In fact, I pondered, what would my rejection mean for my role within the society? To that end, I realised, it was essential that if the opportunity was presented, I did not disappoint.<\/p>\n
Finally, the lift reached the top and the doors slid open onto a small hallway with a high-pitched ping. Stepping out I noticed that besides the lift doors there were only two other doors on the floor. One that led into the emergency fire exit and another that had the number 96 on it, the penthouse apartment.<\/p>\n
Michael led me towards the door and pressed the button for the doorbell which gave a sharp trill that echoed through the apartment and out into the corridor. We waited together in silence for what felt like a lifetime until, finally the sound of a metal chain being removed indicated that the door was being opened.<\/p>\n
It opened with a struggle and I realised that the door itself must have been heavy and designed with security in mind. The person who opened it stood on the other side, short and white with blonde hair and freckles the woman who had answered the door was aged in her early thirties and also noticeably pregnant. \u201cHi Mum,\u201d said Michael a comment that threw me for a moment until holding out a hand to introduce us Michael explained more fully. \u201cThis is Sharon, my step-mother and soon to be mother to my half-brother, Mum this is Liz or Toy as Tony got me into calling her.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cHi,\u201d Sharon said, holding out her hand to me in an offer of friendship and acceptance, \u201cplease come in.\u201d Taking the hand, we shook for a moment and then allowing Sharon to lead the way I let her pull me in to the apartment. Inside, as the door closed, I stared at her bump.<\/p>\n
\u201cSeven and a half months,\u201d Sharon said with a smile, \u201cperfect, superior black spunk, turning me into a baby maker for the Gods.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cAnd you\u2019re happy?\u201d I asked the question unsure as to what to expect for an answer. Was this setup a sexual thing, a love thing an abuse thing or something in between?<\/p>\n
\u201cOh yes, me and Art are very happy together, very much in love and very much into this lifestyle.\u201d She reached out with a hand and placed it on my arm in a reassuring way, \u201cdon\u2019t worry, if Art wants to take you to bed, which I am sure he will, it is fine with me, it\u2019s not like I haven\u2019t shagged loads of his friends over the years. Shall we go get some drinks while we wait for him?\u201d<\/p>\n
I nodded and Sharon led me through into the kitchen, a large open plan space with a dining table at one end that looked out over the nearby mountains. Fixing us both a cup of tea, Sharon placed mine onto the worktop of the large metal island that formed a centre piece to the kitchen while carefully she raised herself onto a stool. In the background, from the lounge came the sound of a television and I realised that Michael had chosen not to join us.<\/p>\n
\u201cHow come you never did this public promotion thing that Michael wants me to do?\u201d I felt that with Sharon I needed to find a link that would allow us to get on.<\/p>\n
\u201cArt never wanted it, he always felt we should be more discreet, and I was never much of the exhibitionist, he\u2019s still not convinced even with Michael pushing it, that\u2019s why he wants to meet you.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cHe\u2019s against the idea?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cAgainst is probably too strong a word, he just doesn\u2019t see the need, wonders what it is about the younger generation that they are so eager to be out there in public.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cDon\u2019t you fall within the younger generation though?\u201d I asked, \u201ccertainly you are younger than me, Art is probably more my age than yours.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cHe\u2019s actually in his mid-fifties, he seduced me when I was 18, he was the first man I ever went with.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cOh!\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYeah, I was only 18 but look at me, I never had the confidence that you do so I was happy keeping it quiet. Whereas you clearly have more of a link with these youngsters today.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI guess,\u201d I replied, and I looked over towards the sound of the television again and for a moment I wondered if my age would cause more of a problem than it would solve.<\/p>\n
Sharon must have sensed what I was doing, \u201cdon\u2019t stress,\u201d she said softly. \u201cYou look great and from what Mikey has said you are definitely young at heart. I mean, look at the way you are dressed, sexy as fuck so to speak. If you can pull that look off now and provide for all of Michael\u2019s needs, then you are perfect for the role.\u201d<\/p>\n
The comment brought my attention back to the room, \u201cI figured you were not so hot on the idea yourself and yet you sound like you are supporting it now?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cDon\u2019t get me wrong, it is not for me, but having someone push this boundary? That is a good thing I think as it will make Interracial sex acceptable to wider society. When I was in kid, everyone was fucking around but the black kid, he got nothing because he was black and that is wrong.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cTrue,\u201d I said before taking a sip of my tea.<\/p>\n
The sound of footsteps on metal caught my ear and I saw Sharon smile, \u201chere he comes now,\u201d and she guided me through into the lounge where I could see a spiral staircase near the centre of the room. As I watched an older black male appeared, descending the staircase carefully until with a final twist, Art, Michael\u2019s father was in front of myself and Sharon.<\/p>\n
\u201cHi,\u201d he said as his eyes bulged with lust at the site of me. \u201cso, you are Michael\u2019s toy, the one that he wants to show to the world?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYes Sir.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI can see why he gets so excited about you and I understand you managed to take Tony as well?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYes Sir.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cNice and obedient, I like that, how would you feel if I took you upstairs for a bit of my own fun?\u201d<\/p>\n
Taking a few steps, I approached to almost within touching distance, my hips swaying as I did, \u201cI\u2019m already wet for you Sir.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cAre you?\u201d Art raised an eyebrow in excitement at the thought before moving in close, until his black skin almost touched my own white flesh. Reaching out with a hand, he placed it between my legs which I parted for him without question. A finger, larger than any finger I had ever experienced before, pushed its way into me. \u201cYou are eager and ready,\u201d Art commented in a whisper as he quickly plunged his finger in and out of me.<\/p>\n
Then, taking a step back for a moment I saw the dominant sexual beast that was contained within Art soften for a second as he looked over my shoulder towards Sharon. There was genuine love in those eyes of his for the woman who was carrying his baby even if he was unable to avoid the temptation of sex with others. He blew her a kiss and then taking hold of my arm he pulled me gently towards the staircase. \u201cMichael, just chill out for a moment, I\u2019m going to test your toy properly.\u201d<\/p>\n
I climbed the staircase first and I realised as I did so that Art was taking the chance to look under my skirt, to observe my holes from below. To be exposed in such a way, as always, thrilled me and I allowed the man who was about to fuck me the chance to get a good look. Slowing my pace, while ensuring that each step opened my legs and displayed my holes to his view.<\/p>\n
Reaching the top of the staircase I saw that it led directly into a large, open plan, bedroom and study. In the centre the bed was huge and beyond that an open doorway led onto a sun-kissed terrace. \u201cPlease,\u201d Art offered with a wave of his hand, guiding me towards the doorway and out into the open air.<\/p>\n
\u201cVery impressive,\u201d I commented as my eyes took in the size of the terrace, \u201cyou could throw a party out here if the weather was right.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI used the lower terrace for that, you can see it if you look over that side there.\u201d Art pointed with his finger towards the railing on my left and I walked over to see that it had a view over a large and open patio space with a barbecue and firepit.<\/p>\n
\u201cVery impressive,\u201d I commented as I felt the warmth of his body press in behind me.<\/p>\n
\u201cIt is, though not as impressive as the view over the front railing.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cShow me,\u201d I replied my voice low and husky as I felt a spark of sexual chemistry between us.<\/p>\n
Art slipped a hand around my waist and pulled me close, my body willingly submitting to his strong yet gentle touch. He guided me towards the railing and as I approached, I felt a twinge of exhilaration as I realised how the view below dropped away towards the centre of the town while in the distance the mountains towered over us. Below, cars and people moved around, oblivious to the moment that was happening far above their heads. \u201cHave you ever fucked someone over this railing?\u201d I asked as I placed a hand on the warm metal, running my fingers back and fore as if hoping to find evidence of the sexual congress.<\/p>\n
\u201cNah, this one is purely for the view, the one for having fun is over there.\u201d As he spoke, Art raised his free hand and pointed with his thumb over his shoulder towards the right-hand side.<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat\u2019s over there?\u201d I asked, wondering if he would tell me or show me but I need not have worried. Art proudly led me over to the railing and I looked down to see that three floors below us was an open area with an outdoor pool area for the residents to use. My eyes scanned over the space until they settled on a small gathering of older, white men who had congregated at the one end.<\/p>\n
\u201cYou are happy to be displayed?\u201d Art whispered in my ear.<\/p>\n
\u201cMmm mmm,\u201d I mumbled as I nodded in reply to his question.<\/p>\n
\u201cThen show me, prove to me that you are happy to be seen as a black cock slut by all.\u201d As he finished speaking, I felt Art take a step back, clearly preferring to not be part of the public showing that I was being asked to make. Looking over my shoulder, I saw Art slide a hand down, into his trousers, his mind clearly thinking of what he wanted to do to me. \u201cGo on,\u201d he prompted, and I turned my attention back to the group.<\/p>\n
\u201cHey,\u201d I called out to the men repeatedly until one, then others turned their attention in my direction. In the end, it did not take long until they were all looking at me. Then, throwing my shoulders back so that my breasts thrust forward, I felt my crop top strain for a moment before the elastic grip slipped and popped upwards. My breasts pulled free of the top in the process exposing my nipples to the group. There was a roar of approval as my body became exposed to the group followed by shouted offers for me to go down to the poolside. I smiled at the comments and glanced back at Art to see that he his trousers were now around his ankles, his cock proudly erect and eager for my attention.<\/p>\n
\u201cCome over here and show me what makes my son happy.\u201d<\/p>\n
It was an offer that I could not resist and turning away from the railing I strode across the patio towards my latest lover. Removing my top as I reached him, I slowly and carefully lowered myself to my knees. Up close, I realised that Art\u2019s cock was huge, even bigger than Michael\u2019s though it was still nowhere near the colossus that Tony kept in his trousers. The head was large and bulbous, seeming to dwarf the rest of the shaft with its thickness while at the tip there was a ring piercing. I\u2019ve never seen a Prince Albert before, and I stared at it in wonderment.<\/p>\n
\u201cFirst time?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWith a piercing, yes,\u201d I replied, looking up into the older man\u2019s eyes. \u201cIs there anything I have to do differently?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cNot really, just put it in your mouth and slide it down your throat. The ring might catch more on your gag reflex, but I am sure you can manage it.\u201d<\/p>\n
Reaching out with my tongue, I touched the metal and immediately felt a slight tang forming in my mouth. The sensation was short lived though as I took the head deeper into my mouth until the ring touched against the back of my throat. I could already see why Art had been such a successful lover as his hands clasped the back of my head, his touch somehow being loving and commanding at the same time. Gently, I ran my tongue up and down the underneath of his dick as the sensation of blood rushing into this tool to make it even harder throbbed against my lips.<\/p>\n
\u201cYeah\u2026\u201d Art whispered in a slow drawl and I looked up to see that his head was thrown back, eyes closed as he thrilled in the touch of my mouth. \u201cTake me deeper,\u201d he gasped and opening my throat I slid the tip of his cock into it. The ring scraped softly against the inside of my throat and while I thrilled at the sensation of it, I wondered about the damage that might be done by a more vigorous blow job.<\/p>\n
The hands that clasped my head moved around to the sides and slowly pulled my mouth backwards until Art\u2019s cock popped out from between my lips. Then, carefully, they guided me to stand back up before pulling me into an embrace. We kissed, Art\u2019s tongue greedily pushing into my mouth and in the process, I realised that it was pierced as well. A small metal bar protruding through so that the ball on top rubbed against my own tongue as the two muscles met.<\/p>\n
Art\u2019s palms rubbed across my body as his fingers danced on my skin, tantalising with every touch to the point that even before feeling him enter me I thought I would explode. Then, reaching to the front of my body, the button and zip of my skirt were released, and I felt the last of my clothing fall to the floor. \u201cLet me admire you,\u201d Art said in between kisses and he pushed me away, holding me at arms-length while his eyes danced over my body. \u201cA truly incredible sight and to think about how eager you are to please as well.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cThank you,\u201d I murmured as Art pulled me in close again, this time his hands enveloping my bum cheeks as one finger searched for my most precious hole. I gasped as with a gentle push he entered my arse.<\/p>\n
Using the finger, Art then guided me back in doors, towards the bed which had appeared to dominate the room when I had first entered it. Turning me so that I backed onto it, Art pushed me so that I fell over, landing with a splash onto the mattress. While I still found my orientation, I felt his hands on my legs, pushing them open as his head disappeared between my thighs.<\/p>\n
The piercing in his tongue was the first touch I felt as it brushed against my clitoris, sending a pulse of energy through my body. My need for him to enter me was getting desperate now and I groaned with pleasure as my already wet pussy was driven to the point that it felt like it was drenched. \u201cI need you in me,\u201d I whispered but instead of the sensation of him rising up to take me, instead I felt his tongue push deeper into my hole. \u201cPlease, please, please\u2026\u201d I begged, \u201cplease fuck me before I cum!\u201d<\/p>\n
Art still ignored my pleas, choosing to suck on my clitoris and flick the exposed bud with his tongue to the point that I was now fighting the urge to orgasm. \u201cMmmmm,\u201d I moaned as I tried desperately not to allow a large, screaming orgasm to escape my lips.<\/p>\n
Then, just as I thought I could take no more, I felt Art move, his body rising above me, his muscular arms rolling my legs up, the touch of metal and skin against my labia as my body panted in desperate need. \u201cAieeeeee!\u201d I screamed as finally the cock entered me with a powerful and deep thrust that felt like it was opening me up to the very soul while above me my lover grunted with every stroke. Each one prolonging the orgasm that was now flooding through my body in an unending wave of pleasure.<\/p>\n
Eventually, my orgasm did subside, to be replaced by a constant feeling of happiness that was brought on by the sensation of Art\u2019s cock sliding in and out of me. I felt no need for another climax but found that I had reached a deeper level of satisfaction than before at just being used by a black cock for their pleasure. \u201cFuck me,\u201d I whispered, \u201cfuck me until you are sated, use me!\u201d<\/p>\n
Pulling out, Art guided me to roll over onto my stomach, then yanking at my hips with his hands he dragged my arse into the air before re-entering me. I was in no condition to get onto all fours but was happy for him to slam into me from behind as I lay face down on the bed. Putting one leg out to the side, Art increased the power that he could fuck me with and in the process seemed to push even deeper than before.<\/p>\n
It was one of the most incredible fucks I had ever had, and I could see why he was the undisputed king of the society he had founded. \u201cYour better in bed than your son,\u201d I murmured and as if that was all that Art really wanted to hear, he grunted and as his cock pulse I felt his orgasm flood out and into me. He seemed to cum forever, his body draining every last drop of his large load deep into mine until fully spent, he collapsed on top of me his breath coming in fast, shallow, gasps.<\/p>\n
\u201cI think we have reached an agreement,\u201d Art said as his breathing slowly returned to normal.<\/p>\n
\u201cAgreement?\u201d I asked, unsure as to what Art was talking about.<\/p>\n
\u201cYes, this whole public thing, Michael wants to parade you at the fetish festival next week.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cFetish festival? That\u2019s news to me.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWell, you will be there, promoting our lifestyle, showing how you worship superior black cock.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cOf course,\u201d I replied, \u201cI can\u2019t wait to see what he has lined up for me.\u201d My reply was a half-truth, I had not considered that Michael might take me to something like the Fetish Festival. I had seen videos, people being flogged, humiliated and fucked in front of excited and eager crowds. Was it really something I could cope with? I guess I was going to find out.<\/p>\n
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