My husband and I are in an open relationship. He allows me to explore some of my darker sides, i.e., BDSM. My husband is wonderful and in the Spring of '13 I met my Sir. Our relationship is ever evolving. The following event happened last summer.
I have read many stories on this site. This is my first attempt at writing. If I get positive feedback, I would like to share more of my adventures. Lastly, I am an African American woman, 5'2 146 lbs, 38 DDs with what our culture calls, thickness, on my bottom half. Dark completion, natural medium length styled hair and average looks.
Sir comes home from work and immediately goes into the bedroom, closing the door. i can faintly hear him making a phone call, although i can't make out what He's saying. Upon coming back into the room, He throws one of my tight short dresses at me, along with a blindfold. "Put these on, no panties or bra. And heels! We're going on a field trip."
i clumsily walk down my stairs, walking blindly and gingerly. W/we get in the car and i sigh, wondering if i have upset Him, or rather He's just in one of His moods. After what feels like a small eternity, the car comes to a stop. He turns off the engine, walks around the nose of the car, and opens my door, helping me get out. i stumble in my strappy stilettos as he briskly leads me to our destination. i hear him knock, and the door is promptly answered. He talks in hushed tones with the occupant of the room before He pushes me inside.
Sir removes my blindfold, i'm surprised to see a very handsome man with waist length dreadlocks sitting at the small desk. i recognized him from a swinger party we had attended a few weeks ago. The man didn't try to hide the fact that he is undressing me with his eyes as he leers at me. Sir sits down across from Dreads on the other side of the desk. "Dance like the nasty little bitch that you are," Sir's words break the silence.
i begin to dance, slow grinding and twerking, knowing there will be repercussions if i disappoints Sir. i drop into a split, grinding into the floor, imitating how i ride cock. i tease both of them with little glimpses of my round breasts and plump ass ever so often.
"Hurry up and take off that dress, slut. Show us your pussy! I want you to spread your lips and let us take a good look." Sir relentlessly demands. i do as he asks, feeling self conscious and embarrassed, but being turned on by being the center of attention and His goddamn gravitas. Lying prone with legs open wide, i spread my lips. i lick my fingers and insert them into my cunt, rubbing my clit with my other hand. i turn over and get onto all fours. i bounce my ass cheeks in a provocative manner, letting T/them see my fat cunt from the back.
"Good girl. I knew you wouldn't embarrass me in front of company. Now come over here and find a way to entertain my friend", He says with such ease and confidence. i stand up and walk towards the sexy dread head with trepidation. i'm not sure what to do. Sir had never placed me in this position before. i stand directly in front of the man, frozen in place and unsure of myself. Suddenly a hard slap across the face knocks me to the ground. i look up at Sir, unable to stop the tears, feeling betrayed. "BITCH! Entertain my friend!"
i am stunned. i wipe my face and try to regain my composure. "Yes, Sir."
The other man had grown tired of waiting. He stands up, unbuckles his belt and unzips his jeans. His pants drop to the floor, and he quickly kicks them off along with his boxers. i look up and realize he is very impressively hung, at least 8 inches semi hard, shit, my pussy is in for a long night. i look away in shock. Despite my fear, i feel my pussy tingling with anticipation. When i look up again, he is completely naked. He takes his time walking over to me, and it felt like the longest pause of my life. i have plenty of time to admire his heavily muscled body. When he is standing in front of me, he turns around and asks Sir, "So I can do whatever I want with this bitch, right?"
My Sir smirks, "Just don't leave any marks on her pretty face."