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Me a whore for black gangbangsBy the end of my last post, I had had my first taste of black cock, both figuratively and literally. You would not be wrong in thinking I am now a convert to the pleasures of being fucked by black guys and not because they’ve all got massive cocks, they haven’t. As far as black cocks go I soon discovered that Ben’s 9 inch prick was the exception rather than the rule and the majority were 6 or 7 inches, little different to white guys who’ve fucked me. Having said that there is definitely something about black guys I love, may be their cocks are a little thicker, the contrast of their black skin against my pale body, most certainly I adore a nice hard black cock penetrating my hot, wet cunt or my tight arse hole. I’m proud to say that I am now a black cock loving Slut. After that first night, I was his, unable or unwilling to refuse what ever he demanded of me, completely surrendering my body to him. I became his white subservient Slut, who he addresses as Bitch or Slut. I am not permitted to wear clothes when I’m in his flat, even if he has friends or his girlfriend there. Sometimes I’ll suck his cock or masturbate while they chat or jealously watch him fuck his girlfriend or other women. I am always available if one of his friends wants to fuck me. He took me to the bar again, walking me there in a dress so see through I was as good as naked, then onto a friends party, a mate of his who runs a mini cab business picking us up, driving us to a town several miles away with me naked. Nothing is to personal or private, not even visiting the bathroom, the door always open, him watching me piss and more, I won’t go into detail. He insists I use an anal douche to flush me out, which I like and is more pleasant for me when I suck a cock that’s just been up my arse.He has his art and design business to run and I have my job so for obvious reasons our activities were largely restricted to Friday and Saturday nights, though sometimes he will text me at lunchtime and tell me to meet him at his flat above his offices and he’d fuck me, sending me home without my panties, his spunk running down my legs. I noticed a large spunk and pussy juice damp patch on the train seat one time and another I was waiting on the platform when a large dollop of spunk suddenly dripped from my cunt and splashed on the ground between my feet. An old boy sitting nearby noticed and gave me a wink and a knowing look. He followed me onto the train and though the carriage was empty, sat opposite me. My skirt rode up well above my knees, the inside of my thighs wet with sex juices. I could see he was looking, so I lent forward and told him “Yes, it is what you think it is. I’ve just been fucked. I’ll show you” I made his day and sat back with my legs open fingering my pussy in front of him until I saw the conductor in the next carriage. I was getting plenty of cock, but was puzzled that all these young guys found me desirable and wanted to fuck me and my husband didn’t seem interested. Ben suggested that maybe he wasn’t fucking me for the same reason I wasn’t bothered about having sex with him and that he was shagging someone else, especially being away so much. The more I thought about it the more I became convinced Ben might be right. If that was the case it would be excellent, if I could find some evidence, blame him and tell him I wanted to find a lover. Trying to catch him out became imperative, a Halloween party was coming up at a time he would be home and I was desperate to go with Ben.My husband returned from his latest trip, dumped his bag in the spare bedroom, emptying it before coming downstairs, putting his briefcase in the study. We had dinner, him telling me about his latest trip, discussing jobs that needed doing in the house, just a perfectly normal married couples evening. We went to bed and I waited until he was sleeping before going and checking his suitcase, completely empty, even the pockets, absolutely nothing. I crept downstairs into the study, lifted his briefcase on the desk, tried to open it and found it locked. His keys were in the kitchen. I fetched them, sure he kept the key on there but it was missing. I had to get it open, I knew there was a second key, I’d been with him when he bought it and he would have kept it, probably putting it in the desk or filing cabinet. The filing cabinet was noisy to open it would have to wait until he was out.The following afternoon off he went to play golf. I went into his office and searched the desk but couldn’t find it, the cabinet was packed with files, many obviously not likely to contain the key but I went through them. Finally at the back of the bottom drawer I found what I was looking for, a plastic folder, containing envelopes all neatly labelled, with duplicate keys. The best part of two hours had passed, I didn’t think he’d be back for a while, but hurried to search his briefcase. Paper, pens, PDA, a mobile phone. I scrolled through the messages mostly business, but a lot from someone called Angie, though nothing particularly incriminating singly, some referred to various trips and it was possible to infer she’d been with him. I moved onto the compartments in the lid and struck gold. Two packets of Viagra, one unopened, the other containing one remaining tablet. The chemist label dated when he’d last been home and he certainly hadn’t fucked me in that time. I took them and put every thing back where I’d found it.I’d read Viagra had other uses and spent some time checking on the internet, to be sure. The dosage and instructions on the pack left no doubt, he was using it to shag some tart, fantastic I’d got him. That night I went canlı bahis up to bed before him, and was laid on the bed, using a vibrator when he came up shortly after. He knew I had, and used toys but rarely had I used them in front of him. He looked surprised, and I told him I was doing it because he never fucked me. He said something about being tired and might not be able to perform. I pulled the vibrator from my pussy, put it to one side and reached for the Viagra under my pillow. “You could use one of these. Or are they only for when you’re fucking your tart? You deceitful Bastard” The blood drained from his face. I’d had all afternoon to plan my righteous outrage, shouting at him, taking the moral high ground, I even managed to force some tears. In the end I let him get a word in, listening as he apologised, promising it wouldn’t happen again. “To late for that. You carry on. Ring your tart up, invite her round, you can fuck her in the spare room, for all I care” I shouted, throwing the vibrator at him, followed by his Viagra. Screaming at him I’d find some one who could get it up without needing tablets. That had gone well, I was the wronged wife and intended to make the most of it, while I had the upper hand. The next day we had a long adult talk, which naturally didn’t involve what I’d been up to, giving him the impression I was frustrated by the lack of sex, that it was only fair that if he was going to shag other women I should be free to have other men. He was just relieved I didn’t make a huge scene or demand a divorce, the last thing I want. Agreeing to my demands that we should have an open marriage, thanking me for being so understanding. That gave me a couple of weeks to pretend I was looking for someone to date, while he was away. He returned on the Friday and over dinner I told him I’d arranged to meet someone and was going out with him the following night. He accepted it without complaint so I was all set. I told hubby that I probably wouldn’t be back until the next day and left the house on Saturday evening, wearing a pretty dress, as if I was going on a date, not that it mattered, I wouldn’t be wearing anything once I got to Ben’s. I drove into the city, parked in my usual place, and walked to his flat. Ben was there with two friends all in fancy dress. Without waiting to be told I stripped naked, changed into a pair of shoes with fuck me heels, which make my legs look long and sleek and sat chatting waiting for the mini cab at 9pm. Just before nine Ben fetched my “fancy dress” and told me to stand, while he buckled a dog collar around my neck and attached a leash. I was his Slut Bitch and dressed appropriately.He led me downstairs, following his friends, they opened the front door, the cab was parked at the kerb, one got in the back seat and slid over, the other, stood by the door as Ben, holding the leash, led me out naked. My nipples, stiffened in the cold air as I held my head up high, confidently walking across the pavement, in front of several men, climbing in the back, opening my legs and sitting exposing my cunt as the men passed, before sliding across to the middle seat. Ben sat in the front, while I sat in the centre of the rear seats, between the two guys. I kept my legs parted as instructed, allowing them to finger me if they wished, or do anything else they told me. We’d only got as far as the first set of traffic lights before I was told to unzip them and suck their cocks as we drove out of the city, to a large house in the country which had been rented for the weekend.It must have been about a twenty minute drive, most of it spent with a my head in one of their laps with a cock in my mouth and their fingers in my pussy. There were already about 10 cars parked outside as Ben dressed as the Grim Reaper led me to the house where we were let in by Dracula. Ben ordered me down and I was led like a dog, on all fours, into to the main room. Almost everyone was in costume. I guessed about forty people. As I expected the majority were men, mostly black. My pussy got wetter at the thought that most if not all of them might fuck me before morning. Three or four white women and one black girl were in revealing costumes, I appeared to be the only one naked. The room was crowded as I was led through, my heavy tits swinging as I crawled behind Ben, people both men and women, touching me, stroking my bum, fingers between my legs touching my wet pussy, others crouching down to feel my tits, one guy knelling down, sniffing and licking my arse and pussy, pretending to be a dog.We reached the other side of the room, I hadn’t been able to see much down on the floor, but there was a large cage, like an aviary. Inside, a handsome black guy, like me naked except for a collar, sat on the end of a Chaise Longue masturbating, seemingly unconcerned that he was being watched. Ben removed the leash, the door was open so I crawled in. I didn’t need to be told what was expected of me. I reclined on the opposite end of the chaise, spread my legs and began to masturbate. I imagine you will have worked out by now that I absolutely adore being watched, I find fingering and toying myself in front of a crowd incredibly arousing and somehow sort of relaxing. I slid my fingers in my pussy, pressing against my clitty, slowly wanking, whilst watching the young guy stroking his lovely cock. It didn’t look that long but more than made up with its girth. It was difficult to tell his age, 20 or 21 at most, I hoped he was going to fuck me. I dreamily continued masturbating, feeling my hard little clitoris under my fingers, a lovely tingling warmth building. We watched each other masturbating, bahis siteleri the guests around the cage, chatting, drinking, most watching us perform sex acts on ourselves. I could tell from the look in his eyes he wanted to fuck me. I wanted his cock, any cock, but knew I’d have to wait until I was given permission. I stopped fingering myself for a minute to prevent myself from cumming, waiting for the urge to subside before resuming masturbating. One women was standing near the cage, a man either side, with her stroking their cocks, while they sucked her tits, a third guy kneeling licking her pussy. Someone pushed a large vibrator through the bars. I took it, using it to fuck myself for several minutes, holding it with one hand, using the other to lift my tits to my mouth, licking and sucking my nipples. I lost track of time, pulling the vibrator from my pussy, using my fingers again. I had four fingers in my hole, and folded my thumb in with them. I spread my legs wider, pushing my whole hand in my cunt. Twisting, pushing and bunching my fingers, my hand, wrist and 2 or3 inches of lower arm inside me. I fisted myself. Twisting and pumping my fist in and out of my pussy, my other hand frigging my clit, loving being the centre of attention as I brought myself to orgasm.I admired the self control of the guy wanking, he hadn’t cum, maybe he’d been told not to. I was still on a high when the cage door opened. Ben came in accompanied by a woman, dressed in a red riding hood costume, consisting of an open, hooded cloak, naked underneath, displaying her small pert breasts, wearing a strap on dildo, sticking out swaying as she moved. They attached leashes to our collars and led us out into the centre of the room. “Kneel Bitch” Ben commanded. I knelt, my bum in the air. The young guy was led behind me, the woman spoke, “Wolf. Fuck the Bitch” she ordered. I can’t recall ever having felt so exhilarated, as he mounted me, the tip of his thick black cock, touching my hole, then my cunt stretching to take his girth as he penetrated me and we began fucking like dog and bitch. He wasn’t taking me as deeply as Ben, but the thickness of his prick made up for it, his lovely young cock, sliding easily in and out of my forty five year old cunt. He took me, slowly at first, then faster, ramming his cock up me forcefully, his body slapping against me with each hard thrust. His balls banging my engorged clitoris aroused me more, my nipples brushing the carpet as my tits swung as we fucked. The guests all watching me being fucked, sent a further surge of excitement through me. My nipples hard, a hot flush spreading from my cunt, across my stomach, and tits as he brought me to climax. He had amazing control, fucking me for 10 or 15 minutes. I threw my head back, screaming as my orgasm hit me, begging him to cum inside me. I heard the woman tell him he could cum, he thrust into me another five or six times then I felt his cock pulsing in my pussy and him ejaculating inside me.I overheard Ben talking, being asked where he’d found such a Slut, being congratulated on how well he’d trained me. I heard them asking if they could fuck me and him answering that I would be available to anyone who wanted me after I’d finished entertaining the guests. The guy was told by his mistress to withdraw his softening prick from my pussy, I was ordered to remain on the floor. I remained kneeling and looked between my legs, milky spunk running down my legs, hanging from my fucked hole. The woman was lubricating her strap on, readying it to fuck me. The girl I’d noticed wanking cock earlier, pushed her way through and lay on her back in front of me. She opened her legs, obviously just having been fucked, spunk dribbling from her cunt as she wriggled under me, her sex below my head. I lowered my mouth to her gaping pussy, lapping her hole, drawing the spunk from her cunt with my tongue. I felt the dildo brush against my bum, my buttocks being spread, small soft female fingers touching my anus then being pushed in. The end of the dildo pressed against my arsehole, and entered me. I swallowed a mouthful of spunk, sticking my tongue in the girls pussy, pushing back against the dildo probing my arse. I gave a moan of sheer pleasure as I felt it fully penetrate me, sliding up my bum as she began arse fucking me. The girl began fingering her clit, raising her bum, pushing her cunt firmly against my mouth. Supporting myself on one arm, I reached back, between my legs, pleasuring my clitty in the same way. Sucking her pussy, drinking the sweet mixture of spunk and her sex honey. She rubbed her clit harder, I did the same, both close to cumming. The plastic prick sliding smoothly in and out of my arse, I had a shuddering orgasm, the girl cumming with me, soaking my face with her juices. The woman continued arse fucking me then with the dildo fully inside me, she ground her cunt against the dildo harness until she climaxed and slowly pulled out.An incredibly stimulating and horny start to the evening, with more debauchery to come. Show time was over, serious fuck time was about to start. Two women were already fucking and sucking, another in the cage, arms tied above her head, being caned whilst being fucked with a huge dildo. I made a mental note to ask Ben if he would do it to me sometime. I stood, Ben behind me, cupping and lifting my tits, pinching and pulling my erect nipples, inviting guests to admire them, touch and suck them. The tits I’d thought to large, proving again to be such an asset that I’m seriously considering having them enlarged from 40dd to 40f or 40g.(Let me know what you think. Is 40g to big?) He led me away. I güvenilir bahis listened as he told the guests that I would be available upstairs to anyone who wanted to fuck me, male or female. “Ones, twos, threes, together or singly, cunt, arse or mouth. If you want to piss on her fine” He looked down at me, “You’d like them to piss on you, wouldn’t you Slut” “Yes if they want to. I’d like it” I replied, smiling at him. He finished by telling them to take me in the garden if they wanted to piss on me, instructing me to use the shower by the utility room after. He took me to the master bedroom, he sent me to shower, wash out my pussy and douche. When I came out he was waiting on the bed stroking his magnificent cock, four guys undressing as I straddled him and guided his cock into my pussy. I rode his shaft, taking him deep inside, leaning forward for him to suck and bite my nipples. He thrust his cock in and out, stretching my fuck hole until I felt him cum. He rolled me off, telling the four guys I was all theirs and after watching the first one fuck me left. My pussy was dripping spunk again, wet and gaping and easily took two cocks when they sandwiched me, Double Penetrating my cunt, while I sucked off the third guy. A couple more guys had wandered in, stroking their erections. They watched me fucked, one pouring lubricant on his cock. As soon as the three guys had cum in my mouth and pussy they pulled out and sat watching as the next two took me. The guy with the lubed cock lay on the bed, I was told to crouch over him and take his cock in my arse. The dildo had prepared me and after being frequently arse fucked by Ben, over several weeks I easily took his cock in my arse. I lay back on top of him, spread my legs and offered my cunt to the other guy, who knelt and fed his cock in and between them the fucked me until I came and they ejaculated in my arse and cunt, absolute bliss.For the next four hours or so I was fucked almost constantly, a cock in my mouth, arse or pussy. I was anally DP’d, vaginally DP’d, practically any combination involving two or three cocks I did it. Enjoying the debauchery and depravity of fucking without restraint, all normal boundaries ignored, as I willingly gave my body to them all. I performed sex acts on myself and one of the other women with toys and dildo’s, then fucked her with a strap on while I was being fucked up the arse. In the early hours I was taken outside and six guys pissed on me, aiming their golden shower all over my body, on my face and in my mouth. As instructed I showered afterwards, clean and refreshed for another couple of hours sustained and glorious fucking until everyone who wanted to had fucked me. I’ve no idea how many different guys had me, probably around twenty. Nor have I a clue how many times I was fucked. I gave up trying to keep count after about ten but I guess I was fucked over thirty times between 10pm and 4am when I finally slept. The only disappointment being that the room wasn’t mirrored and I hadn’t been able to watch myself having sex, which I find hot, hot, hot.Not that I slept for long, Ben woke me at around six, his mate picking us up for an uneventful naked journey back to his flat, through the deserted streets. I immediately showered as Ben prefers me clean, before joining him in bed. It was mid morning when we were woken by my mobile. My Master. I put it down without answering, and slid down the bed, taking Ben’s cock in my mouth getting him erect, then climbed on top taking his cock nice and deep in my pussy, having a nice slow leisurely fuck. He’d not long entered me when my mobile rang again. He picked it up off the bedside cabinet, grinning when he saw the caller display. “It’s your husband again. Answer it” he pressed answer and handed it to me. Master wanting to know when I’d be home. Holding the phone so Ben could hear, I told him later, gasping as Ben continued fucking me. Master must have heard but said “OK. I just thought you might fancy going out for lunch. What are you doing?” Ben whispered to tell him. “I’m in bed with a guy. His cock’s in my cunt and he’s fucking me at the moment, but in a minute he’ll probably turn me over and fuck me up the arse” I told him. “Oh” was all he said. “Anything else you want to know? Like how many men fucked me last night” He laughed uncertainly. “I’ll see you later” I told him and rang off, much to Ben’s displeasure as he thought it would have been amusing for my master to have been listening as we fucked and I orgasmed.I eventually returned home just as it was getting dark, in need of an early night. I could tell he wanted to know what I’d been doing. It was only after we’d eaten that he asked if I’d really had sex with with more than one man. I told him I’d said it to wind him up, but feeling mischievous, added that another man had been there and had watched us fucking. For some reason that got his interest and over the next few days he asked about Ben and more particularly how I felt having someone watching me have sex. I told him I was quite turned on by it, which is an understatement. The last time he was home, he said he’d like to meet Ben, suggesting I invite him around, to a dinner party we had arranged for the weekend just past, none to subtly intimating he wanted to watch us fuck afterwards. A bit of a sudden interest in my sex life I thought, but why not, being fucked in front of him would be worth it, for two reasons. One it would be an opportunity to show him a little of what a Slut I am. Secondly maybe spark a bit of interest from him and make him realise I am better than the younger tart who he has been fucking, who I think has now dumped him, Ha Ha.I told Ben who was only to keen to accept. The dinner party was last Saturday and though nowhere near as wild as the Halloween party, still fun, and another shorter story bringing things up to date if you want to hear about it.

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