Naomi's Continued Rendezvouses #2
Author's Note: To all the naysayers from the previous Naomi series, these are fictional stories. If it isn't for you, there is no need to read it. So, if you read on and then leave a negative comment, I'll know that you just haven't owned that you genuinely want to experience something resembling the story.
For everyone else, I hope you enjoy the continued story of Naomi. Thank you for taking the time to read, and as always, feel free to leave a comment about what you would like to see in future stories.
After the meet-up with Don, saying my sex life changed would be an understatement. I had provided my husband with his first "complete" orgasm in a long while after watching the video of my encounter with Don, but since then, I have continued teasing him and only bringing him to "ruined" orgasms. To my surprise, he did not complain and was actively a part of my continuing to seek out more black lovers. Thus solidifying that we both understood that, for the time being, I was "black only."
We set up dates for me with several other black men, and though none of those encounters were recorded, I enjoyed them very much. The lack of a camera present made each meeting feel different than it had been with Geo and Don. To try and tap into those feelings, I had a few of the men take pictures of me with them using my cell phone, and while I loved looking back at them, it just wasn't the same.
In addition to the lack of camera use with my other ebony suitors, they seemed less domineering and rough with me. Yes, they all were amazing specimens of the male human form and cocks to match, but each seemed a little timid to take control and use me as both Geo and Don had. I thought about this and concluded that Geo and Don had tapped into something within me that I didn't truly realize about myself.
I desire to be dominated. I enjoy rough sex. I like to be a slut. I wish to be used like a slut. I even get off on being humiliated and degraded.
I wasn't sure how deep those desires went, but Geo and Don touched and explored them with me, and I could sense that I wanted to explore them further.
As the weeks passed, I began searching for another encounter that could meet the needs missing from the other men I had hooked up with after Don. I needed another meet-up with a powerful black man who made videos in which he sexually dominated women. Doing the only thing I could think to do, I began scouring porn sites online, searching for such a man.
My search started timidly enough, but soon, I found myself watching videos of mostly white women being used as mere vessels of pleasure for black men. I loved it, but the only problem was that it didn't seem like the videos belonged to specific individuals. Rather, they appeared to be reuploaded by other people to share their favorite scenes or push the narrative of black cock dominance. However, the more I searched and watched, the more I desired to be treated like the women in those videos.
Eventually, my endless searching paid off. I found a few videos that fit the mood and theme I was looking for, and the same person put them all out. Looking at their profile on the video site, I reached out to establish contact.
While I felt relief that I finally found what I was looking for, I was still hesitant about contacting them. Those videos, while extremely erotic, definitely contained a heavy push of black male dominance, but each video also included a level of exposure for the women in the video.
Of course, I wasn't looking to truly have myself exposed as the women in his videos were, and I hesitated to reach out to him. However, my desperation to find someone similar to this person to make a video with pushed me to do just that. I sent him a private message explaining that I was a fan of his videos and would be interested in potentially making videos with him. When I hit the send button on that first email, my heart fluttered as I wondered if I was making a mistake. I reasoned that I hadn't committed to anything yet and could back out at any moment.
He responded three days later and simply sent me a link to a private text app he used to communicate through. Having already resolved that I would at least see how setting up a video with him would be, I took the next step down that path. I clicked the link he sent and set up my account on the app. In my initial message, I wrote, "Thanks for replying. I truly do enjoy your videos."
Moments later, the man replied, and our initial exchange was as follows:
BigTRiXXX: So, you wanna be in one of my videos?
Naomi: Yeah, I think so. But I have some reservations.
BigTRiXXX: Have you done something like this before, or would this be your first time?
Naomi: Yeah, I filmed a few videos with other guys.
BigTRiXXX: What's your name?
Naomi: It's Naomi.
BigTRiXXX: Send me the links to your videos so I can get a sense of who you are.
Figuring there wasn't any harm in him seeing the available videos, I sent him links to the free promo videos that Geo and Don released.
BigTRiXXX: I'll give them a watch and get back to you.
That was it. That was our first conversation, and I got nothing back from BigTriXXX for another two days. I didn't want to come off as over-eager or pushy, so I resolved to wait him out. In the meantime, I figured that if he was going to watch my videos, I could at least watch his videos some more. Doing so only increased my arousal and desire, so I was even more excited when he finally texted back.
BigTRiXXX: Watched your vids. You are a hot little bitch.
Naomi: Thank you.
BigTRiXXX: What's the deal with the masks?
Naomi: Just trying to keep my identity private.
BigTRiXXX: Don't want your friends knowing you a slut for big black cocks?
Naomi: Yeah, something like that.
BigTRiXXX: And you're married?
Naomi: Yes.
BigTRiXXX: He don't care that you're a big slut on the internet?
I didn't initially care for his rude talk. Calling me a bitch and slut without knowing me well was a little off-putting. However, I didn't say anything to him about it as I didn't want to derail a potential hook-up before it could get started.
Naomi: No, he doesn't mind. He helps find men for me and sets up dates.
BigTRiXXX: Ha, no shit. That's some crazy ass white boy shit right there. Good for him letting his white hoe wife get what she really needs; big black cock.
BigTRiXXX: Send me some pictures of yourself. I want a better look at what you are working with.
He wasn't asking me; he was telling me. It was very straightforward, but I wasn't mad about it. After all, I had been searching for just this type of interaction. I wanted to see how much dominance I was comfortable with and decided this guy might help me explore my limits. So, I playfully responded to his demand.
Naomi: My videos weren't enough for you?
BigTRiXXX: No bitch, I need some pictures of just you. I want to see that slutty white body of yours without it being black dicked.
Naomi: Okay, give me a second.
I knew I would send the pictures, but his harsh text in return made me want to send them even more. It's weird; I should have balked at his vulgar words, but my desires grew. I took my clothes off as I was home alone and then began to pose in my bedroom mirror to snap nude selfies. After cropping them to remove my head and face, I sent them to him.
BigTRiXXX: Why no face?
Naomi: As I said earlier, I want to keep my identity secret.
BigTRiXXX: Shit, I ain't gonna share these pics. Let me see that sexy face.
