Kingston Surprise - Part Two -- The Party
Background -- Cheryl and Bill are a 40 something couple who have been in the swing lifestyle for nearly 20 years.
Bill recognized and groomed Cheryl's submissive sexual nature from the time the two met in their 20's. His efforts have paid off in many exciting adventures for them both.
While both are fit and attractive, Cheryl has worked hard to maintain her body and looks as she aged. She never fails to turn heads and she does love to dress to impress.
Paul is a divorced man their age whom they met online. He has dominant interests at least similar to Bill's with an inclination to the deviant.
He and Bill are in regular touch scheming new experiences for Cheryl. Bill views Paul as co-conspirator in having fun with Cheryl. In reality, Paul is a procurer of talent for a porn producer and escort service operator. His true interests are far more deviant than those he presents when he and Bill talk.
The three have met several times for great sex and Cheryl has most certainly fallen under Paul's spell.
On the two most recent meetings Paul introduced his good friend Patrick to their play. Patrick is a very large and very black former pro football player.
During his playing days Patrick made friends with people involved in the financing and production of pornography. After retirement he joined forces with James, a well-known producer of pornography.
James, a similarly very large and very black man, specializes in interracial porn and, over the last number of years, had been a leader in the growing market for mature women in porn.
Kingston Surprise -- Part Two -- The Party
The home was quite imposing with massive iron gates and warnings of security cameras and guard dogs making it seem like a fortress.
Ever the gentleman, Paul offered his hand as he opened the car door. His dirty chuckle made it obvious he had a clear view of Cheryl's breasts as she leaned and of her thong as her legs opened. Cheryl's hands were shaking as he brought her to her feet. "Don't worry baby, this will be a wonderful evening. There is nothing going to happen that won't excite you." His words made Cheryl's stomach flip as he walked her to the door.
After Paul rang the doorbell, it was opened by a massive black man wearing a tailored blue silk suit and open necked shirt that displayed large gold chains against his chest. Beside him was Patrick equally well dressed and sporting a massive smile. "Good evening, you must be Paul and Cheryl. I am James, your host for tonight and of course you know Patrick."
Showing impeccable manners, James reached his hand to shake Cheryl's then Paul's hands. James' immensity and stunning looks had Cheryl trembling as the group walked into the foyer.
Patrick gave Cheryl a hug and peck on the cheek. "Cheryl, it is wonderful to see again. You look amazing as usual and I am so glad you were able to come tonight. I am sure you won't be disappointed."
Cheryl's trembling continued when she saw his eyes take in her outfit and body with a lust Cheryl recognized only too well.
James moved behind her, dwarfing her with his size and put his huge hand on her ass as he said, "Well Cheryl, let's go to the games room and get you a drink. There are some people there who are dying to meet you."
Cheryl looked over her shoulder at Paul for reassurance. Seeing his broad smile and nod she blushed and moved, however shakily, in the direction James' hand was guiding her.
Cheryl could hear the clinking of glasses, the rumble of conversation and lots of laughter as they neared the games room.
Paul watched Cheryl being guided by James and gave Patrick a pat on the back. This was always a time Paul enjoyed, seeing another married white woman that he had found and seduced being put under James' spell to experience pleasures she had never imagined. He and Patrick had developed quite a system for finding submissive women, particularly mature, married white women, to be lured into film and servitude. Both he and Patrick had agreed and bragged to James that Cheryl was the best yet! He was certain this would be a party to remember and that he would be well rewarded for his find.
As the foursome passed through the door the room fell into silence and James, with a booming voice said, "Gentlemen, our guest of honour has arrived. Please welcome the lovely Cheryl!" Hearing the applause, compliments and whistles of those assembled, Cheryl could feel her face go hot. She looked around at what had to be at least another eight black men, all dressed very well and all tall and broad-shouldered.
Cheryl's stomach was doing non-stop flips as she quickly discovered the treat Paul had planned for her evening. With a look to Paul that said, "What have you got me into here?" she stood shaking like a leaf but also feeling her pussy getting so wet and her nipples harden.
Paul, ever playing the thoughtful lover, came to her, gave her a hug and with a chuckle, whispered in Cheryl's ear, "I told you that you wouldn't be disappointed. Patrick asked if he could give you a night of pleasure. He is definitely proud of you. Now relax, be yourself and you will have a night like none other!"
Cheryl smiled back at him and couldn't help herself as "Thank you Paul." left her mouth.
Paul chuckled again, this time because Cheryl had clearly already begun sliding into her hungry slut mode.
At that, James began guiding Cheryl around the room and introducing her to men whose names she promptly forgot. They were all gentlemen, albeit ones that had looks of lust burning from their eyes.
A glass of wine was pressed into Cheryl's hand and snacks of unusual, almost smoky tasting cheese and crackers were offered. In her nervous state Cheryl drank much more wine and devoured many more snacks than she normally would but she was so caught up in the tension in the room she needed something to do besides looking at some of the most muscular and attractive black men she had ever seen.
The men soon had her at ease and Cheryl found herself giggling and giving thanks to their increasingly suggestive and directly sexual compliments and comments. Cheryl's head was a whirl as the men saw to it that her wine glass was never empty and that she had all the snacks she wanted.
Cheryl was lost in the moment, not realizing that the alcohol and hashish laced cheese and crackers were having the desired effects on her. With every caress of her arm or comment about her breasts Cheryl was becoming ever more excited for whatever lay ahead. That all too familiar and welcome feeling that only a true slut knows was overwhelming her.
Cheryl found herself leaning into James. His arm went around her to begin caressing a breast while the men watched.
Crude comments about her enjoyment of the moment made it clear the men were ready to move events along. James looked down at her. "Well Cheryl, Patrick told me you are an amazing slut so let us see how hard you can get us."
Cheryl couldn't help melting at the commanding tone and she blushed and smiled as she gazed into James' eyes.