Naomi's Continued Rendezvouses
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 release of the third video with Geo, the wheels were in motion to find me another black man. Surprisingly, my husband was eager to take point on the project we had nicknamed "Project: Black Only for Naomi." He set up dating profiles and social accounts to begin sourcing gorgeous black men to fuck me.
Considering how much I enjoyed my rendezvous weekend with Geo, I was excited to try out similar meetings with other men. I did urge that my identity remain a secret, as I still wasn't sure I wanted it to be public knowledge that I was a newly sex-crazed wife for black men.
Predictably, it wasn't hard for my husband to begin communicating back and forth with several interested suitors. We worked together to cull the pool of men with the criteria of being close by, attractiveness, and picture proof of their impressive endowments. Many of the men my husband presented to me also seemed to make online interracial content, which I took to mean my husband also enjoyed that aspect of my weekend with Geo. Video capabilities then became another criterion that we used to select the first of what we both hoped would be many black men to fuck me.
All in all, the process only took two weeks to find my next black man. My husband found him on Reddit, and after initial contact, we set up a time to meet up for a shoot at a downtown hotel in our city. His name was Don, and he had an OnlyFans account for which he filmed content and used Reddit, Twitter, and other online porn sites to promote it. I looked over some of his previously filmed content and was turned on by what I saw.
I didn't need much convincing. All that needed to be ironed out were general ground rules for how everything would play out. I ensured that it was okay to wear some type of eye covering to help protect my identity. Don had no issue with this. He asked what I was okay with doing with him regarding sex. I informed him that after viewing his content, I had no objections to anything he had done with other women in his videos.
Don wanted to make sure because he had some things his fans had been asking for that he had yet to do but wanted to try. I assured him that I would be open to almost anything and that the more aroused I got, the more open I typically became.
Once we set a meeting date, all I had left to do was prepare. Preparations primarily meant watching Don's content over and over. In doing so, I caught on to the prominent theme of a black man's domination over a white woman. He liked pushing the idea that a white woman's role was serving a powerful black man, which caused me to become more eager for our meeting.
With the theme of Don's videos serving as inspiration, I went shopping for the perfect outfit and mask for our meeting. The mask was easy; I selected another face decal from the same company I purchased my third "mask" for my videos with Geo. The style was called "swirlyqueue" and consisted of flirty swirls that circled over my browline and under my eye.
The outfit I chose proved a little more time-consuming, as I wanted to ensure it would ooze sexiness while exuding an aura of submissiveness. After extensive online browsing/searching, I decided on a seductive lingerie set from Bluebella. Their Calypso Black Gold set perfectly met my criteria, and I took no time punching in my credit card to order it, even though it was pricier than I was expecting to spend.
There was not much to the lingerie set; a sheer mesh bra, matching g-string, and a simple body harness/garter belt, but the look when all together shouted, "I need to get fucked." The features sold me on it were the gold link details and how the garter belt harness doubled to look like a thin collar. It was a subtle nod at being submissive and was ideal for my video with Don. I would wear my black leather spike heels to finish the look.
My husband and I agreed that meeting Don at the hotel alone would be best as there would be less uneasiness among everyone. Of course, staying home meant my husband would have to wait until I returned and the video's release to find out what happened. Though, how turned on and excited he got from my three videos with Geo assured me that he was okay with this arrangement.
I also had my husband book me a separate hotel room from the one we agreed to secure for the meet-up. I could get myself ready in my chosen attire and mask without driving to a hotel or doing it all in the room with Don waiting for me. My husband wasn't too keen on spending double the money on the rooms, but he conceded after some subtle sexy teasing.
While searching for the next black man to have sex with me and all the preparations for my meeting with Don, I held to my idea that I was now for black cock only. I reminded my husband what he had agreed to during our viewing session of my final video with Geo and denied him any sex with me. However, I wasn't ruthless; I gave him a few handjobs while he pleasured me with his mouth. Unfortunately, those handjobs, somehow, always ended with ruined orgasms for him for some unknown reason. "Wink."
The day of my rendezvous with Don came, and I kept correspondence with him leading up to the date. I let him know the room for the night would be under his name and I would meet him there at six p.m. We had agreed to the general outline of how the night would go, and he flew a few ideas past me. I didn't want him to give away too much, and I told him so by indicating that I would be open to anything.
After all, I had been religiously watching his content and felt confident about what I would be experiencing with him. Therefore, it was no surprise that in my separate hotel room, I found my pussy practically leaking arousal as I got myself ready. My arousal grew as I looked myself over in the mirror and saw just how sultry and seductive I looked in the minimal lingerie.
I was going for the vibe of a submissive sexual vixen, and I pulled it off. The face decal to serve as my mask was a subtle addition and did little to hide my identity. However, at that point, and after three videos already published by Geo, I was no longer that concerned. My sole focus was enjoying whatever the evening had to offer.
To avoid being too embarrassed walking the hallways of the hotel from my room to the one Don was in, I put on a kimono robe-style cover-up before leaving my hotel room. I only brought my phone and slipped my room key into my phone's case. As I walked, the click-clack of my heels on the tiled floor hallway made me feel both mighty and naughty, further focusing on what I was there to experience.
My room was on a lower floor than Don's, meaning I had to ride the elevator. Usually a meaningless event, but when dressed as I was, a lift ride with strangers brought about a higher-than-normal level of awkward silence. When the doors opened onto my floor, I was presented with the presence of two younger couples already inside.
I stepped inside, trying my best not to blush. The two couples seemed embarrassed, too; at least the women did, but someone broke the tension by asking me what floor button to push. Replying, the person pressed the appropriate button, and the elevator doors slowly rolled closed.
No one else spoke as we rode until we neared their floor. Just as the elevator slowed, one of the women broke the silence and asked, "I like your eye decoration; what is it exactly?" Caught somewhat off guard, I took a moment to register her question before replying as the elevator doors opened.
"Oh, thank you. It's like a body decal I got online from a company called Face Lace."
As I moved to allow them room off the lift, the woman said, "interesting. I might have to look into them. They certainly give you a mysterious look."
When they left the elevator, I thanked her again for the compliment and watched them walk away. I was left alone on the lift beaming with even more confidence as it rose higher into the hotel. If only those two couples knew what I was about to engage in, they probably would have had even more questions.
Reaching Don's floor, I confidently exited the elevator and walked the hallway to his room. I knew he would be filming when he opened the door, and I wanted to ensure I was as mentally prepared as possible. Taking a deep breath, I removed my robe before I knocked on the door and laid it on the floor next to the wall.
