This is Angie - A little bit of pre-story notes. For those of you that have chosen to send hate mail - get a life, this is a story. If you hate blacks are blacks on white females so much than why the hell are you even in this section reading the stories. For those of you who fell it is necessary to send copies to me red line with all the things I did wrong in writing the story, all I can say is it is always easier on the side line tell someone else what is wrong with their work. If you haven't written and submitted - then do once, then send me the stuff. However those that send me notes with constructive help and suggestion, thank you. For those that actually get it, that it is a story written to entertain and jerk off to based loosely on a real event, and that I have tried to write it in a story telling fashion, thanks for the compliments and positive feedback. Now onto the next part.
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The morning of the party I got up early, went for my normal walk and think time. During this time I started working through what I wanted to wear of the three choices for starting outfits. They had given me a total of six outfits. When I get back to the house I jumped through the shower, and then pull out the outfits.
As I am standing in front of the mirror naked holding up the different out fits to see what I think, it dawns on me; I want to change my hair. I want to shorten it so that it cannot be grabbed as easy. I hate to admit, while some hair pulling was hot. Two of the four members that pulled my hair were rough, and it hurt. So I called and made an appointment for later that morning. I finally decide to show up in the Black slip dress, no bra, suspender stockings and the thigh high boots. I think I will add the red and black boy short all lacy sheer panties. I do not want to look to eager or available. Well with that done and the hair appointment an hour or so away, I decided I would have some fun for myself and get myself in the right frame of mind for tonight. I headed down to the rec- room and the monster set up the social group had put in.
I picked up the controls and hit play. I was sure Dave had some porn in there. I had brought with me this big black vibrating dildo that looked like Jakes monster cock. I hate to admit this but I was really getting into the idea of being a black cock whore. Not just for the night but maybe on a regular basis. Not really sure it will happen for real, but damn the thinking about it is fun and hot. I can close my eyes at times when I am alone and still feel the first time Greg slowly eased his cock down my throat and held me head and shot his load down my throat. I remember how it felt so raw and primal. I get wet just typing it right now. The feeling of having my pussy or ass stretched out and filled with a huge cock and feeling it slide in and out of me and to make this even more intense hearing them call me names and yes even mildly pull the hair. But the best part every single time, and girls if any are reading this, you know the feeling, that one as your approach orgasm and the guys dick starts growing and getting bigger as he get closer to shooting his cream into you. You fill the dick get bigger, his breathing get a little faster his strokes get hard and deeper. Then that moment comes and he rams deep into your hole that he is using and stops and you feel that first jerk of his cock as it spurts the first huge shot into you. That blast to me is awesome and feels fantastic with all the black men I have been with. It is like under pressure you really feel it. Do not get me wrong Dave does a great job of this also, but he is not as big so I am not stretched out so I do not have all my muscles already on edge, but man, guys like Greg, Jake and the other Dave that fucked me last, Wow it is hot. I love my man and will never leave him, will never cuckold him or do anything to make him feel like some of the sissy boy white hubby's I have meet since we started this. That's not what I want, but god I want to feel that feeling these guys have given me so far.
So all of this is running through my head when I click on the TV and hit the play button and right there on the screen is a vid that was done in secret of me and a moment a week ago where I gave in to my lust and invited one of the guys I had already been used by over. So I am sitting naked in the rec room with my big vibe in my cunt and actually fingering my ass and watching myself on the screen. I have become so depraved over all of this. Once I was done with several climax's, I went and washed up and tossed on a pair of shorts and a tight fitting t-shirt -no panties are bra, some slutty heels and head to the hair appointment.
When I arrive Lisa was waiting. Let me tell you about Lisa. She is about 5-8 and has this lithe body that comes from being a runner and gym rat to a certain point. When she is not at work she is working on staying toned or running. She is middle to late 20's. Maybe large A-cup or small B's but damn or they perky. She has an ass that I can't even take my eyes off of. I am not gay or anything but every time I see her I think I would do her. She has this cute hair style that is very short but gives her this sassy I am in charge look while still being soft with a hint of come do me for good measure. As how Lisa dresses it is always conservative business like, but today since it was so freaking hot she was in a tight ribbed sleeveless shirt, and shorts and her normal sockettes with running type shoes.
"Hey, baby waz up with you sexy self" I said, I was laughing.
"So wow you're in a great mode Angie, ready to do this? You said some shade that falls between a strawberry blonde, and Auburn and you want it short? Did I hear that right - short?"
"Yeppers, I am going to get it short so all the men chasing me can't grab it."
"Cool, I have some ideas, let's get to doing this" Her dark eyes sparkled and she smiled. With her light complexion and the dark eyes and her dyed black hair, she had this exotic look that always got me wet.
She chattered away as she clipped away and asked many question on why the sudden changes in my mood and clothing and now hair. I blushed and said it was embarrassing and not in such a public place where all the others are. When we got back in more quiet and private area that they do the coloring in. I asked her something.
"Lisa, where can I go on a short notice to get my pubic area done so there is no hair or stumble anywhere, nice sweet and baby-smooth is what I am shooting for."
She start this little girl giggle. "I can do it right here, when we are done coloring. I am licensed and everything. I would love to have you on a table not able to move while I make you my biotch." We were both laughing hard now. I had no idea what was to come.
My hair was done and we went down the hall to a room that was set up strictly for waxing and shaving. It has nice lighting, soft music and a cool looking table that looked more for play to me than for hair removal.
