After a quiet couple of days in Maine... a place of introspection and renewal, I headed to Myrtle Beach on Tuesday. I have to be honest, it's really not one of my favorite places... but that's just my opinion. After an afternoon and evening of meetings, I found myself alone in the Sheraton. This is always the catalyst for my unquenchable desires to emerge. They are palpable, intense and unrelenting and once present cannot be controlled. I knew from hundreds of similar occurrences, the cock hunt was on.
I posted on FET as well as my fail-safe Craig's List. My FET post produced the usual lame responses... the guy from Australia "wish you were closer" or "when are coming to Peoria" or "can you send me a pic"... just no players. The CL post took much longer than normal to appear... but by 11:30 a steady stream of inquiries filled my mail box.
My ads are always the same BBC, 9+, stamina... it is a request seldom fulfilled but an aspiration which never ends. As I fielded inquiries... I got a message that drew my attention... the picture hooked me... early 20s, fit, sculpted chest, wash board abs... smooth milk chocolate skin... a perfect cock... shaved smooth... I could immediately feel my pussy dilate and moisten. We agreed on a 2:30 meet at the Sheraton.
Within about 5 minutes I got another message from a guy "with friends". He indicated they were all well hung, that there were a total of four, were experienced, and "could go for hours". Wow... a dream fulfilled. We exchanged verification photos and I provided my location and room number... with an agreed 2:00 am meet.
As my pulse quickened and I got that awesome adrenaline rush in nervous anticipation... I realized my previous date with my young boy toy was scheduled about the same time... I messaged him and told him I needed to postpone to another time... He was gracious and agreed.
I began to prepare... feeling incredibly submissive, extremely hungry, yet knowing the challenges of servicing 4... I decided to by pass the pleasantries and be prepared to take their cocks immediately.
I stripped in front of the mirror and enjoyed the transformation from business woman to an insatiable whore... I pulled my hair atop my head and secured it with a laced black leather hair corset... assuring my hair would not never interfere as my mouth serviced the arriving 4 black cocks...
I tied my anal hook to my eternity 2.5 inch leather choker, inserting the hook into my rectum, then securing the collar around my neck... adjusting the rope to exert the perfect pressure in my ass...
I chose my Louboutin 160 patent pumps... my petite 5.4 height, now 5.10... I covered my body in a thick covering of baby oil... wet, shinny, and slick...
I admired my freshly waxed pussy... smooth and hairless... and finally I applied a liberal amount of scream cream to my clit and labia lips... I knew that within minutes they would be engorged with blood... swollen and pink... hopefully arousing for my guests... my pussy engorged and begging for cock.
My transformation was complete... I waited... my choked neck, filled ass and burning clit focused my purpose.
Shortly after 2:am there was the soft and innocent knock on the door... I had heard it so many times before. I opened it boldly and ushered the strangers in... there were no introductions hellos or small talk. They were mid to late 30s... large men... some carrying a little weight... strong... I fell to my knees and was quickly surrounded by black cock... I grabbed two and opened my mouth for a third... my task now was to prove that I was of black cock cum slut.
