These 4 stories were written and posted in 2008 – 2010. They tell of my introduction to interracial sex and some of the naughty sex experiences I had while playing a little dare game with another chatter in the old Dark Cavern chat room. These stories having been archived in the Darkwanderer story section. Many that had asked how I began couldn’t find them. I have re-edited it to fit today’s 2024 guidelines and also made it more factual, although there is some necessary writers’ privilege. I have also posted all 4 stories into 1 with 4 chapters.
As always, all persons participating are of legal age and names have been changed to protect the not so innocent.
Chapter 1 - Looking for new things to try: Sometimes reality is stranger then fiction it seems we are always looking for new and different ways to have sex. I'm no different and having been neglected by my husband I took to the internet just to get something to arouse myself while I masturbate with my toys. At first it was just a little light porn, online pictures and video clips can be found most anywhere. Story sites also can be very arousing but after a while I was getting a little bored with the same old thing. I then stumbled onto an interracial porn site and the pictures and videos made my kitty do flip flops, until then I just touched the subject in a few stories. Actually seeing interracial sex and watching black cock violate a white woman’s holiest-of-holies made me hotter and hotter. It was taboo; a forbidden thing though more accepted in today's society however for me and my family just the thought of a black so much as touching me in any way sexual would be unthinkable and unheard of.
So here I was getting very excited over the very thing I should never do. My parents would roll over in their graves and if they were alive, disown me if they knew it even aroused me. My racist husband would go ballistic first and then make the divorce a virtual hell if he had the slightest idea.
I spent many afternoons on the net looking over more and more web sites that had interracial porn while my husband was at work and my daughters were at school. I know this sounds a little weird for a woman but then I had time on my hands and had not been getting much attention from my husband. We had been married many years and although he never really wanted kids we have three lovely teen daughters. After I got pregnant the third time my husband didn't want any more children so he had a vasectomy. Like my mother I wanted a lot of kids, unfortunately due to complications having me she could have no more so I was their only child and heir. My husband wanted none so I guess after my third little accident he caught on and got himself fixed since I would not.
For the previous six months we have hardly had sex at all. and at first I couldn't understand why, then the little tell tale hints started. Calling to tell me he was working late, sometimes I would get just a hint of some perfume other then my own. I had no solid proof but I suspected he was having another affair then one day while doing laundry I could smell the scent of another woman's sex in his underwear. It was then I was certain my husband was cheating on me again.
It wasn’t all him; part of it was me, in the spring I had lost both my parents, an accident involving the cab they were in. To get out of my depression of my loss, finding out my husband was cheating again and the financial real-estate crisis I threw myself into the family business which was now mine. With the help of alcohol,I finally did get out of my depression around the end of summer. We always had wine with dinner and I found in the evenings it did relieve some of my daily stress. I started drinking more while surfing the net in the evenings before bed.
Finding out for sure he was cheating again for the umpteenth time was when I started feeling I had enough neglect and our marriage was on the downward spiral. It was then my conscience would allow me to go a little further then just fantasy and masturbation. So here I was a still very attractive thirty seven year old wife and small business owner with a lot of free time and an itch that seems to need a lot of scratching. I eventually took a spare room and made an office so I could run my business from home but also so I could do my thing in privacy. Now working at home, to relieve stress I always had a glass of wine by my computer. I didn't drink much at first, just enough to take off the edge. On the internet I eventually came across some links to a few chat rooms that had interracial topics. Most of these were empty or had just a few chatters and gave little excitement.
One I found called Dark Cavern had a lot of chatters and soon I was having fun comparing notes with live people many of which I found were fakes or a bit sick but still a lot better then having an empty chat room. I did find a few men and women that seemed to be real or at least more realistic. As I sifted through the cuckolds a few were okay to chat with but most of these cuckolds I found to be very strange and sometimes annoying. As a woman I want my men to be men. I can understand some cuckolds if they want to share or can’t satisfy the needs of their wives. Gay men and women I have no problem with them doing their own thing together. However the last thing I would want is some wimpy gay guy hanging around trying to get his cum fix from my drippings.
In chat almost always the same openings, hi, how are you, ASL and description. At the time I was 37yo. 5ft. 8 in. 140lbs. light-auburn haired redhead, green eyes with fair alabaster skin 36C 27 37 and really am still quite attractive though after three kids and time I've had to work at it.
Being not all that worldly when it came to sex, I found some of the interracial sex these chatters told me about most exciting. Some of the places they go and the things they do are so wild and after a few months of more neglect I was thinking of trying something with black men but what? I knew it was wrong of me to even think of cheating especially with a black. After seeing and hearing about how large their cocks are and just how more exciting sex is with them, I was seriously thinking about it. I also felt that I was not getting any younger and that if I were going to do something I should while I was still young enough to still have my looks.
Major topics in these chats are bareback sex, breeding and pregnancy risk, I have to admit the creampie pictures and videos I found online were very erotic. Just the thought of black men's sperm being pumped into a white woman gives the impression that she just could possibly get knocked up with the forbidden black baby. Now I sure do not need any more kids at my age, my three teens are a handful as it is. I was thinking about getting birth control shots before I tried anything, pills my husband may find and with him being fixed the shit really would hit the fan. More and more the topic of pregnancy risk had come up when chatting with other women at least I think some of them are women and not all of them male fakers.
They say that the orgasms are much stronger with a little gamble and that being careful with a fertility chart there is little chance a woman would get knocked up. There is always that little thought in the back of your mind that with no protection there is that chance something could go wrong and this thought is what sets off the stronger orgasms. I decided if I did have sex with black men that for a while I would give unprotected sex a little try first before I got shots to see if it is as exciting as they say, I have since found this to be very true. I would however be sure I'm well out of my fertile zone and with someone I was pretty sure was clean.
My first encounter with black men came sooner then I thought, I had run into a friend Gina that I knew dated black men. We went to lunch and after over drinks and as we talked I brought up the subject of sex with black men and asked her all the usual questions. She was very informative and answered all my questions also telling me the myth they are all super hung is not exactly true that although black men on average are a little bigger then white men not all are those huge things you see in porn. Most are 6.5in. to 7in. Gina told me if you go shopping like she does for large cocked black men they can be found the same as with gifted white men.
A couple hours of conversation over a few drinks Gina asked if I really wanted to try it; being a little buzzed it sounded exciting so when I told her yes she invited me over for sex with one her black lovers. When we arrived at her home she told me if I had second thoughts to leave then, because once he started he will not stop and sex is expected. I had heard in chat that black men were very aggressive with white women and wondered how much was true. Hearing it from Gina I was now sure they were speaking the truth.
Inside she got us drinks and we talked about what may happen and what would be expected while waiting for her lover. I was excited as she told me that I was not to deny him any hole he desired and he would definitely do me bareback. It turned out he brought a friend to share her as he sometimes does, so she and I wound up having sex with them both.
Gina's lover and his friend were a little surprised to see me there but not disappointed that there was another married white slut for them to fuck. With not even an introduction both wasted no time in kissing and caressing us then telling not asking us to remove our clothes. We did as told and although not accustomed to their aggressiveness it aroused the hell out of me and my tunnel-of-love became instantly wet. They were not pleased that my pussy although neatly trimmed was not bare but did please them that the carpet and drapes matched. Gina quickly informed them that I was a black cock virgin and in the future it would be bare. They kissed and fondled us boldly, this type of handling was so new to me; these men were definitely in control.
The one with me gave special attention to my breasts, they have always been sensitive and soon I was very aroused. This man sure knew just which buttons on a woman to push and I was soon ordered to my knees. He had me remove his pants and underwear and although I had seen them on the computer nothing could compare to seeing that very dark brown uncut 8.5in. cock as it popped out in front of my face. He pulled off his T-shirt then tossed it with those clothes I took off; he looked down at me and said what the fuck are you waiting for. I looked over to Gina for some kind of advice only to see her head already bobbing with the other’s black dick sliding across her pink lips.
I figured I best not hesitate any longer and took the one in front of me in my mouth and like my friend proceeded to give him a blow job. Although I do it well I never liked performing oral sex much and did very little with my husband, just enough to get him ready, I did do some when young and dating just because some things were expected. The male taste of his cock was strong being uncut and if it had been white I would have been turned off by the thought of it not being squeaky clean. Just the thought of me, yes me having a nasty dirty black cock in my mouth had my hot-pocket steaming and my juices streaming down my thighs. Just a few months ago I never would have believed that I would ever touch a black man but there I was on my knees sucking ones dick. I was loving it and having orgasms while doing it as I worked my fingers on my vulva. He held my head by my hair as he fucked my mouth. I could feel the foreskin sliding in my mouth and the taste of him coating my tongue. This man lasted a lot longer then I thought and just as my jaw was beginning to ache, he then pumped faster then stopped and pulled back some, holding my head he just said very sternly as an order not a request; swallow as the first shot of his cum filled my mouth.
There is a first time for everything; I had never let a guy cum in my mouth before much less swallowed sperm not even my husband but here I was swallowing as this black man I just met unloaded his balls down my throat. I couldn't believe I actually did what to me is the most ultimate vulgar thing, sucking a black’s cock and swallowing his sperm; but I did and kept sucking on his dick till I could get no more out of him.
Turned on by his taste and marveling at the amount he deposited in my stomach another orgasm shook my body. He only softened a little and my continued sucking got him hard again, he picked me up easily, he was strong and tall; both men were over 6ft. and in their early twenties. Laying me over the arm of the sofa he took me, he never asked if I wanted him to wear a condom or if I wanted to go further he just parted my legs rubbed his cock over my soaking va-jay and slipped it inside.
I was so wet he went into me easily, looking back watching that dark brown cock going into my white pussy for the first time had me shaking thinking my god I'm really letting a black man fuck me. I felt cheap dirty and incredibly hot as that black-python pumped in and out of me bareback. He seemed to fuck me for ages lasting so much longer and pumping much harder then any white man I had ever been with. Indescribable was the heat between my legs as some very powerful orgasms raked through my body.
I was nearing an orgasm when feeling him speed up then stop he pushed in balls deep then unloaded another huge load of sperm into my body. This time deep inside my unprotected fetus-factory. All I did was scream OH MY GOD! A powerful orgasm exploded from somewhere deep within me. Although I was nowhere near my fertile time all I could think of at that moment was, Oh Shit what if something went wrong this stud will knock me up with a black baby. I knew that this thought just as I was told in the chat room is what made that orgasm so powerful
These two men took turns fucking me and Gina for the rest of the afternoon coating the inside of both our stomachs and cream-caverns with their black seed and giving us both many orgasms. Gina liked the younger black men they could cum many times and still keep going and these two sure didn't disappoint us.
It was after 6PM when they left and I was already late to get home, thank god my husband was out of town on a so called business trip. but I was not home to make dinner for my daughters. I gave my girls a call and told them that I was with a friend and I would be home soon so they could order some pizzas for dinner. After the call I cleaned up best I could, put in a tampon so I wouldn't make a mess in the car and got dressed. I had to go home without panties since one of the men took mine as a souvenir.
Driving home I reflected on the afternoon events, I was both exhausted and sexually satisfied like I never had been before. It was hard to believe that I would slut myself so easily to black men like that; I knew the booze we had did a lot to loosen me up, but it sure was very exciting and so different than any sex I’ve had in the past.
Then it dawned on me; unlike the white men that made love to me these studs just used me like a ***** and fucked the shit out of me. I then remembered that I never was introduced to them and did not even know their names. I started giggling damn here I just opened my mouth and legs and let two strange black men have the most intimate parts of me bare and leaving my sex full of their black seed. At this point in all of my life I have only had any kind of sex with seven men. Only three I have let inside me, bareback and for that matter put their sperm in me; they are my husband and now those two black men. That thought amused me and again aroused me but I had to calm down I was driving and too tired to get hot again.
When I got home the girls were eating the pizza and I was able to get into my room without being detected. A much needed douche and shower made me presentable again and after drying my hair I dressed in my lounging clothes then went and had some left over pizza. I was famished, didn't realize how hungry I really was, all that sex had worked up a real appetite so the pizza was just what I needed.
Later that night before I went to bed I very carefully shaved my hair-pie completely bare then put on skin cream. I went to bed feeling just a little guilty but not much being that my husband had cheated first and so many times. Maybe I should have confronted him with my findings beforehand but I did not and so for now we both have a coexistence with him not knowing what I have done or that I was again aware of his repeated infidelity.
Over the next several months not a lot happened aside from the occasional visits to Gina's where she would share a few of her black lovers with me. Gina like me was in her mid thirties and she liked her men young and hung and she never did disappoint. I did try to set up some meets with black men from my area I had met in the Dark Cavern chat room but each time no one near the description given showed up. I did see a few young white men, early twenties, looking around like they were expecting someone. That made me think, so I doubt seriously I will try online dating again. To be cautious, I had set up the meetings to take place in a bar, I could sit and sip wine and feel safe in a public place.
Around late November I met a black man I now call Mr.S in the Dark Cavern chat. I wasn't going to arrange another meeting and anyway he lived too far away. This man did much to change my life; especially how I had interracial sex. We had talked in the chat room several times and I found I liked chatting with him. Then one day Mr.S asked me what naughty things I have done.
Well I didn't have much to tell him since I led a rather sheltered life when it came to sex, mostly before I married just a little oral sex to satisfy some boyfriend. I only had vaginal sex with just my husband and the few black men that Gina recently provided, so actually I was a little naive when it came to any of the more erotic sex acts, so feeling naughty I asked him to suggest something wicked for me to do. I told him we could make a game to play that he was to dare me to do something and if it was reasonable I would actually do the dare.
I do have a few little rules I go by, such as not involving animals or anyone underage. I also won't do anything painful to me or others or that may cause injury and will not do anything that will endanger me or my family. I do know there are some things that may be a little risky so I do take precautions and I do get to control with who I would have sex, so I am selective there.
I thought later I may sometimes allow him to pick the times and dates to play a little with pregnancy risk but I will also not have sex on days when knowingly within my fertile time and wind up with a black bun in my white oven. I do find the gamble exciting as hell but I'm thirty seven now and am defiantly not planning to breed black. If I should accidentally get pregnant since to me abortion is out of the question I'm not sure what I will do but will deal with that at the time should it happen. I do have a fertility chart on my computer and am very careful with certain days.
My first real dare was to dress like a slut in a mini skirt and tank top with no panties or bra go to a mall where mostly blacks do their shopping and spend the afternoon giving the men a good show. I was very nervous so I had a glass of wine before I left. Being just after Thanksgiving, the mall was crowded with Christmas shoppers and it was exciting to be so ******* and noticed by the many men and others each trying to see what I had, I would not openly flash the younger boys but if a teen looked old enough to know what a woman had between her thighs my legs would part some. Surprising I even had some girls peeking. My pussy stayed wet the entire time I was in the mall and at times I'm sure some of them could see my arousal.
Afterwards, I went home and masturbated to my memories of those looking up my skirt. It was not the most exciting or degrading of my dares but Mr.S I think wanted to start me off easy and see if I would actually do it. To say the least I was extremely aroused all afternoon doing something someone else suggested on that fact alone. I can say my toys did get a workout that night.
After he gave me a couple of more easy exhibition tasks then he dared me to have glory-hole sex. Not being totally out of touch I had an idea what they were from some stories I have read but I did not have any first hand information. To say I am a little behind on the wilder sex acts would be an understatement but a computer and Google can remedy that. I looked it up and was able to understand what was expected of me. I also found the sights with pictures and the videos were most informative showing not only oral sex but also positions that work with vaginal sex.
Mr.S and these web sites did tell me where I may find glory-holes so for the next few days I checked a lot of gas station restrooms as I was yet not that sure of myself to go into an adult video shop. About a week later I stopped at a truck stop gas station I had gotten gas then parked to use the quick mart.
While in the mart, I looked over the customers and those working there, mostly black with the build of working men. I always did find the build of athletic or working men hotter sexually than that of body builders. I had been checking out black men since I first started looking at the interracial porn sites.
Then feeling the need to pee went to the restroom. Since the dare was given I had been checking the end stalls and this time luck was with me, behind a loose cover was a glory-hole. I became very nervous and scared finding it. First I relieved my bladder then removed the cover and as seen on one of the glory-hole web sites, shaking I put two fingers in the hole
After a few minutes a long black cock came thru. I first took it in my hand and jerked him a little feeling its weight as it harden more. I finally getting the nerve I got to my knees and took it into my mouth and very wetly sucked him, he didn't bother to make it last just use my mouth to quickly get off. It was so nasty doing such a thing; my tunnel-of-love was flooding and dripping. It did not take him long, soon he had his orgasm and shot his cum in my mouth. It was so sudden I couldn't swallow it all and some dripped on my breast and blouse. After he pulled out and left, I wiped off my blouse then removed my clothes so I wouldn't mess them more.
Nude in that restroom stall, I again put my fingers in the hole and another black-snake came thru. This one was a little longer, I sucked him some then still holding it so he wouldn't leave the damage already have been done I just had to try it. Turning around I slipped him into my wet pussy bareback. I'm sure he was both surprised at that and of course pleased as I pushed my ass back against the wall to give him maximum penetration and let him fuck me thru the hole. Looking between my thighs at my white pussy it made me so excited seeing the black dick of a total stranger sliding in and out. I kept my ass tight to that wall and let him go all the way until he was bathing my cum-canal with his warm load. Strong orgasms overtook me, I then did one more anonymous black cock the same way then got dressed cleaned up and went on my way, my dare now complete.
Driving away I was thinking just how nasty a thing I just did and how hot it made me the whole time I was being a slut. Everything about it from those cocks being anonymous and black to letting complete total strangers use me for a cum-dump each contributed to my passion. The fact that I was on no birth control drove me crazy with arousal and set off heavy orgasms as those anonymous cocks emptied inside me. I know this sounds risky but I did check out those men on the premises and they all looked to be older good clean working men most in uniforms and many with wedding rings. So although there is some risk I felt good with what I had done. I also did remember on the second and third to peek through the hole, I may not know who they were but did get a look-see of just who I was letting have sex with me. It was all so frightening but also very exciting. Arriving home I needed a drink to calm my nerves
I didn't see much of Mr.S in chat during the holidays and since my husband was again away I did go to a hot sex party with Gina for New Years. There were only black men and white women at this party and they told me it was called a zebra party like the black and white stripes on the animal. Gina assured me that the men and women there were all clean so I need not worry.
We all undressed as soon as we entered and the party was basically an all night orgy with food, a lot of drinking, some other highs and music available if we wanted to dance. The black men dominated and used any woman they felt like and at times had us perform lesbian sex acts for their viewing pleasure.
It was at this party I got my first taste of a creampied pussy. I had not had sex with a girl since I was a teen. My first sex ever with another person when I was very young was with my girlfriends on sleepovers so long ago. Thinking of it now, I was younger then my youngest daughter when I first licked another girl between her legs it kind of made me wonder. I have to say it was the best new years party I ever been to and I was quite popular among the black men with my alabaster skin. Getting blitzed there I crashed for several hours before driving home.
Early January 2009 I again found Mr.S in chat, we talked and he gave me my next dare. He is into the black breeding thing so during the chat we understand that in the dares it is a little of a competition him trying to get me knocked-up and me not to.
My next dare was to dress like a slut, go to a hotel bar frequented by black men and actually sell myself as a sex-worker for money. I was to be a cheap *****; he set my prices $10 for a blow job and $25 for a bareback fuck. Feeling very daring this time I said okay, if you want to try and get me pregnant you set the date. From our many chats if he paid any attention he may have had a little idea of my cycle.
Mr.S picked January 21 so on that day this white housewife and mother would officially become a real paid ***** for black men. The preceding weeks I was both scared and excited, until then what I had been doing may have finished off my not so good marriage but ************ is very illegal and if caught I could actually be arrested and that would really be hard to explain along with other complications.
It was ironic that Mr.S would give me this ************ challenge at this time. It is known in chat everyone has a “handle” an alter ego often used to hide identity. Just before meeting Mr.S being new to online chat I used several handles and had been thinking on which would be my permanent online name. One night I was in chat and watching a movie on TV. In the movie the man picked up this street-walker and was on the way to a hotel. My eyes were on chat and then when I heard the lines I looked up
Man: “what’s your name?”
*****: “what do you want it to be?”
Man: just stares at her
***** says: “Vivian, my name is Vivian”
It was then I chose my online name Vivian, the name of a movie street-walker. I have had and used this name ever since in all things I do sexual; in chat rooms, in pick-up bars, as a call-girl and as author of my stories.
I had to shop for ***** clothes which wasn't hard but did get some weird looks in the stores when I purchased those items, although I did look sexy as hell in them. I don't think they expected a thirty something year old woman to dress in a micro mini which barely covered my ass.
I kept looking at my fertility chart Jan 21 was to be long enough after I was scheduled to ovulate, if my cycle was right I should be playing with a dead egg but barely. It was also the night of the inauguration of our first black president and living in the Washington D.C. area I was sure the hotel bars will have a lot of celebrating black men to choose from. I’m pretty sure although it is a Wednesday Mr S. thought of that as well.
To say the least I was both nervous and excited those weeks waiting. I have discovered that the naughtier I am the hotter I do get. Thinking about actually selling my mouth and pussy for money really had me constantly aroused. Since I had never been around ************ all the movies and TV shows I have seen that glorified it kept going through my mind. All the little things I needed to know I got from the TV like always get the money first and do not kiss or swallow.
The day of my dare arrived and that evening I dressed like a common tart. A hot pink miniskirt so short the bottom of my ass cheeks could be seen without me bending over, tank top and no panties or bra. Accessories, a pair of 6in black stilettos with cheap jewelry. Looking in my mirror I was satisfied, where usually stood an attractive white wife and mother now stood a cheap looking *****. I almost didn't recognize myself the look was so degrading and sexy. Putting on a long coat at 8PM I left my house.
First hotel I went to I managed to get thru the lobby to the bar but barely inside I was asked to leave. The second one I didn't even get that far before I was escorted to the door, both times telling me cheap whores were not wanted even though I was white. I did notice those bars were still packed with mostly black men and some women still celebrating the inauguration. Realizing I would never get in anywhere dressed as cheap as I was, I made a decision that if this was to work I had to go home and change.
I replaced the ***** outfit with an emerald green designer dress that was both elegant but very sexy. Shoes although not as high a heel did accent my ass and accessories to match, I had worn this at a benefit about 2 years before and I gave a lot of men whiplash that night. The dress and such set off my green eyes and redoing my make up I looked very hot and sexy but with over six grand in clothes and jewelry on my body defiantly not cheap.
Again on my way I decided to change my prices $100 for a blow job, $250 for a fuck and $300 bareback I figured this may be more what was expected. I wouldn't even offer the bareback price unless I saw a wedding ring on the man's finger, sex with unknown partners can be dangerous and although this isn't a guarantee it would be as close as I could get. For the risk part of the dare I would have to get at least one to take the bareback option. I didn't want to possibly be recognized so I did not go back to the first hotels.
This time when I arrived I walked thru the hotel lobby and right into the bar with absolutely no resistance. Since I didn't want to come off as just a pavement-princess my story was to be a call-girl who's date never showed. Luck was with me. It turned out the bar was reserved for a private party which meant not just anyone could come in; I guess they thought I was either with someone or that sexy white women were welcome.
I was shaking, so nervous I had a couple of glasses of wine to keep my nerve up so I wouldn't leave. Soon a good looking tall black man struck up a conversation. I gave him my call-girl story telling him I was a little upset being stood up because I really needed the money. One thing led to another and prices discussed and soon I was on my way to my very first trick. In his room remembering the movies I got the money first and up until this time I was aroused and excited. At the moment he handed me the money it was like someone punched me hard in the stomach, it was real now, some strange man just bought and paid for my body. I was sick. I just sold my mouth and pussy; he had bought both oral and bareback sex. I wanted to run away, no longer aroused and excited, the reality of what I was doing hit me like a ton of bricks. My privates now to do as he pleases, he paid for it and no longer was it mutual or for me. I undressed for him all the time thinking I should leave the money and run out of there.
I think the only reason I didn't run was my competitive nature concerning the dare and that my word was given when making the deal with this man and my word I do take very seriously. He also undressed, nude I knelt in front of him no longer a wife and mother or a small business owner and it seemed that my world as I knew it had just collapsed. Before this black man knelt me; a *****, I was nothing but a paid tramp at that moment, as I took him in my mouth and sucked his black dick.
Nothing could describe what I felt those first minutes, emptiness in the pit of my stomach as I realized just how low I had gone. Now a ***** I put my hand between my legs and rubbed my cunt to get myself wet for him. The wine did finally take some of the edge off and my arousal came back,slow at first then I got hotter and hotter so quickly it was unreal. In my mind knowing I was no different now as any other common tart, I had crossed the line and I will never be a respectable woman, I could portray myself as one but never again actually be one. This thought for some reason I could not understand fueled my heat and in no time this chippie’s cum-dumpster was boiling and soaking wet. My “John” picked me up and placed me on the bed, he played with my breasts and then sucked them, he then placed me on hands and knees he entered me in the doggy position.
All I could think of as he slowly slid inside me was “*****-*****-*****” I was paid and fucked now officially a pro now. When he got balls deep my cum-craver exploded with a tremendous orgasm and I couldn't stop them, I stayed in orgasmic bliss almost the whole time he was inside me. He fucked me hard like the ***** I was, he didn't care what I felt or how I reacted, this black man had paid for me and he was using me exactly as he pleased to bust a nut. At that pace it was not long till he reached that point and since I was nothing but a ***** he just slammed his cock into me hard and bareback then emptied his balls inside me.
This really scared me I had ovulated late, the reason I don't know but a woman's cycle is not always consistent, Instead of the extra days I thought there was a slight possibility I may not be far enough outside my fertile zone and still have a live egg inside me. I was almost not going to add the option but I had given my word to Mr.S. that I would on this occasion. To this man however I'm nothing more then a bought ***** and he paid extra for the right to fuck me bareback and blast his load of cum inside me.
Maybe he was even wishing whatever type of birth control I was using would fail and he would knock this white ***** up. My first “John” had no idea I was not on any birth control and he was putting his seed in my unprotected baby-maker. I felt his cock pulse as he released squirt after squirt of his afro-sperm so deep inside as my mind wandered across all these scenarios. I can’t explain why but flirting with disaster really gives me my most powerful orgasms.
With him finished with me, I recovered from that orgasm then used his bathroom to cleaned up and ready myself for my next John. That night I kept going back to that bar and had another glass of wine and since it was private party it stayed open all night. Word got around quickly that this sexy redhead was a ***** and I turned six tricks that night and two were threesomes. Each trick gave me more money and more orgasms but none as intense as those I had the first time I fucked as a real pro.
I went home around 5AM with more than the money I earned, that night changed me forever I could no longer think of myself the same way. I lost a little of my self respect that night and I will never get it back. I also found I had more respect for the women that worked hard or did these things to provide for themselves and their families but still have little for those whores that feed their addictions and pimps. I also gained a sort of sexual freedom and this has released many inhibitions I may have had. I could also see how a paid-pro could become numb to sex doing that all the time but for me the first time was very degrading but also thrilling.
I was up all night and from 11PM to 5AM this ***** turned those six tricks fucking eight black men in all. When I got home, dawn was coming. I was exhausted, no one was up I just went to my room, got undressed and crashed on my bed nude. Too tired to clean up I just fell asleep as I was and would clean myself and things up later. I awoke a new woman no longer the sheltered and naive woman I was not so long ago but then no longer the respectable mother and wife either. A few weeks later I again found I had dodged the bullet and was not pregnant.
Am I happier, yes very much so, the sex and experiences to date have been marvelous. These experiences have so far been the most exciting times of my life and instead of a woman growing old wishing she had, I now have these memories to grow old with.
I have also decided to get on the birth control shots but before I do I may let Mr.S. have just one more shot at my eggs.
Reality truly is stranger then fiction and I really have been a very naughty girl.
Vivian
As always, all persons participating are of legal age and names have been changed to protect the not so innocent.
Chapter 1 - Looking for new things to try: Sometimes reality is stranger then fiction it seems we are always looking for new and different ways to have sex. I'm no different and having been neglected by my husband I took to the internet just to get something to arouse myself while I masturbate with my toys. At first it was just a little light porn, online pictures and video clips can be found most anywhere. Story sites also can be very arousing but after a while I was getting a little bored with the same old thing. I then stumbled onto an interracial porn site and the pictures and videos made my kitty do flip flops, until then I just touched the subject in a few stories. Actually seeing interracial sex and watching black cock violate a white woman’s holiest-of-holies made me hotter and hotter. It was taboo; a forbidden thing though more accepted in today's society however for me and my family just the thought of a black so much as touching me in any way sexual would be unthinkable and unheard of.
So here I was getting very excited over the very thing I should never do. My parents would roll over in their graves and if they were alive, disown me if they knew it even aroused me. My racist husband would go ballistic first and then make the divorce a virtual hell if he had the slightest idea.
I spent many afternoons on the net looking over more and more web sites that had interracial porn while my husband was at work and my daughters were at school. I know this sounds a little weird for a woman but then I had time on my hands and had not been getting much attention from my husband. We had been married many years and although he never really wanted kids we have three lovely teen daughters. After I got pregnant the third time my husband didn't want any more children so he had a vasectomy. Like my mother I wanted a lot of kids, unfortunately due to complications having me she could have no more so I was their only child and heir. My husband wanted none so I guess after my third little accident he caught on and got himself fixed since I would not.
For the previous six months we have hardly had sex at all. and at first I couldn't understand why, then the little tell tale hints started. Calling to tell me he was working late, sometimes I would get just a hint of some perfume other then my own. I had no solid proof but I suspected he was having another affair then one day while doing laundry I could smell the scent of another woman's sex in his underwear. It was then I was certain my husband was cheating on me again.
It wasn’t all him; part of it was me, in the spring I had lost both my parents, an accident involving the cab they were in. To get out of my depression of my loss, finding out my husband was cheating again and the financial real-estate crisis I threw myself into the family business which was now mine. With the help of alcohol,I finally did get out of my depression around the end of summer. We always had wine with dinner and I found in the evenings it did relieve some of my daily stress. I started drinking more while surfing the net in the evenings before bed.
Finding out for sure he was cheating again for the umpteenth time was when I started feeling I had enough neglect and our marriage was on the downward spiral. It was then my conscience would allow me to go a little further then just fantasy and masturbation. So here I was a still very attractive thirty seven year old wife and small business owner with a lot of free time and an itch that seems to need a lot of scratching. I eventually took a spare room and made an office so I could run my business from home but also so I could do my thing in privacy. Now working at home, to relieve stress I always had a glass of wine by my computer. I didn't drink much at first, just enough to take off the edge. On the internet I eventually came across some links to a few chat rooms that had interracial topics. Most of these were empty or had just a few chatters and gave little excitement.
One I found called Dark Cavern had a lot of chatters and soon I was having fun comparing notes with live people many of which I found were fakes or a bit sick but still a lot better then having an empty chat room. I did find a few men and women that seemed to be real or at least more realistic. As I sifted through the cuckolds a few were okay to chat with but most of these cuckolds I found to be very strange and sometimes annoying. As a woman I want my men to be men. I can understand some cuckolds if they want to share or can’t satisfy the needs of their wives. Gay men and women I have no problem with them doing their own thing together. However the last thing I would want is some wimpy gay guy hanging around trying to get his cum fix from my drippings.
In chat almost always the same openings, hi, how are you, ASL and description. At the time I was 37yo. 5ft. 8 in. 140lbs. light-auburn haired redhead, green eyes with fair alabaster skin 36C 27 37 and really am still quite attractive though after three kids and time I've had to work at it.
Being not all that worldly when it came to sex, I found some of the interracial sex these chatters told me about most exciting. Some of the places they go and the things they do are so wild and after a few months of more neglect I was thinking of trying something with black men but what? I knew it was wrong of me to even think of cheating especially with a black. After seeing and hearing about how large their cocks are and just how more exciting sex is with them, I was seriously thinking about it. I also felt that I was not getting any younger and that if I were going to do something I should while I was still young enough to still have my looks.
Major topics in these chats are bareback sex, breeding and pregnancy risk, I have to admit the creampie pictures and videos I found online were very erotic. Just the thought of black men's sperm being pumped into a white woman gives the impression that she just could possibly get knocked up with the forbidden black baby. Now I sure do not need any more kids at my age, my three teens are a handful as it is. I was thinking about getting birth control shots before I tried anything, pills my husband may find and with him being fixed the shit really would hit the fan. More and more the topic of pregnancy risk had come up when chatting with other women at least I think some of them are women and not all of them male fakers.
They say that the orgasms are much stronger with a little gamble and that being careful with a fertility chart there is little chance a woman would get knocked up. There is always that little thought in the back of your mind that with no protection there is that chance something could go wrong and this thought is what sets off the stronger orgasms. I decided if I did have sex with black men that for a while I would give unprotected sex a little try first before I got shots to see if it is as exciting as they say, I have since found this to be very true. I would however be sure I'm well out of my fertile zone and with someone I was pretty sure was clean.
My first encounter with black men came sooner then I thought, I had run into a friend Gina that I knew dated black men. We went to lunch and after over drinks and as we talked I brought up the subject of sex with black men and asked her all the usual questions. She was very informative and answered all my questions also telling me the myth they are all super hung is not exactly true that although black men on average are a little bigger then white men not all are those huge things you see in porn. Most are 6.5in. to 7in. Gina told me if you go shopping like she does for large cocked black men they can be found the same as with gifted white men.
A couple hours of conversation over a few drinks Gina asked if I really wanted to try it; being a little buzzed it sounded exciting so when I told her yes she invited me over for sex with one her black lovers. When we arrived at her home she told me if I had second thoughts to leave then, because once he started he will not stop and sex is expected. I had heard in chat that black men were very aggressive with white women and wondered how much was true. Hearing it from Gina I was now sure they were speaking the truth.
Inside she got us drinks and we talked about what may happen and what would be expected while waiting for her lover. I was excited as she told me that I was not to deny him any hole he desired and he would definitely do me bareback. It turned out he brought a friend to share her as he sometimes does, so she and I wound up having sex with them both.
Gina's lover and his friend were a little surprised to see me there but not disappointed that there was another married white slut for them to fuck. With not even an introduction both wasted no time in kissing and caressing us then telling not asking us to remove our clothes. We did as told and although not accustomed to their aggressiveness it aroused the hell out of me and my tunnel-of-love became instantly wet. They were not pleased that my pussy although neatly trimmed was not bare but did please them that the carpet and drapes matched. Gina quickly informed them that I was a black cock virgin and in the future it would be bare. They kissed and fondled us boldly, this type of handling was so new to me; these men were definitely in control.
The one with me gave special attention to my breasts, they have always been sensitive and soon I was very aroused. This man sure knew just which buttons on a woman to push and I was soon ordered to my knees. He had me remove his pants and underwear and although I had seen them on the computer nothing could compare to seeing that very dark brown uncut 8.5in. cock as it popped out in front of my face. He pulled off his T-shirt then tossed it with those clothes I took off; he looked down at me and said what the fuck are you waiting for. I looked over to Gina for some kind of advice only to see her head already bobbing with the other’s black dick sliding across her pink lips.
I figured I best not hesitate any longer and took the one in front of me in my mouth and like my friend proceeded to give him a blow job. Although I do it well I never liked performing oral sex much and did very little with my husband, just enough to get him ready, I did do some when young and dating just because some things were expected. The male taste of his cock was strong being uncut and if it had been white I would have been turned off by the thought of it not being squeaky clean. Just the thought of me, yes me having a nasty dirty black cock in my mouth had my hot-pocket steaming and my juices streaming down my thighs. Just a few months ago I never would have believed that I would ever touch a black man but there I was on my knees sucking ones dick. I was loving it and having orgasms while doing it as I worked my fingers on my vulva. He held my head by my hair as he fucked my mouth. I could feel the foreskin sliding in my mouth and the taste of him coating my tongue. This man lasted a lot longer then I thought and just as my jaw was beginning to ache, he then pumped faster then stopped and pulled back some, holding my head he just said very sternly as an order not a request; swallow as the first shot of his cum filled my mouth.
There is a first time for everything; I had never let a guy cum in my mouth before much less swallowed sperm not even my husband but here I was swallowing as this black man I just met unloaded his balls down my throat. I couldn't believe I actually did what to me is the most ultimate vulgar thing, sucking a black’s cock and swallowing his sperm; but I did and kept sucking on his dick till I could get no more out of him.
Turned on by his taste and marveling at the amount he deposited in my stomach another orgasm shook my body. He only softened a little and my continued sucking got him hard again, he picked me up easily, he was strong and tall; both men were over 6ft. and in their early twenties. Laying me over the arm of the sofa he took me, he never asked if I wanted him to wear a condom or if I wanted to go further he just parted my legs rubbed his cock over my soaking va-jay and slipped it inside.
I was so wet he went into me easily, looking back watching that dark brown cock going into my white pussy for the first time had me shaking thinking my god I'm really letting a black man fuck me. I felt cheap dirty and incredibly hot as that black-python pumped in and out of me bareback. He seemed to fuck me for ages lasting so much longer and pumping much harder then any white man I had ever been with. Indescribable was the heat between my legs as some very powerful orgasms raked through my body.
I was nearing an orgasm when feeling him speed up then stop he pushed in balls deep then unloaded another huge load of sperm into my body. This time deep inside my unprotected fetus-factory. All I did was scream OH MY GOD! A powerful orgasm exploded from somewhere deep within me. Although I was nowhere near my fertile time all I could think of at that moment was, Oh Shit what if something went wrong this stud will knock me up with a black baby. I knew that this thought just as I was told in the chat room is what made that orgasm so powerful
These two men took turns fucking me and Gina for the rest of the afternoon coating the inside of both our stomachs and cream-caverns with their black seed and giving us both many orgasms. Gina liked the younger black men they could cum many times and still keep going and these two sure didn't disappoint us.
It was after 6PM when they left and I was already late to get home, thank god my husband was out of town on a so called business trip. but I was not home to make dinner for my daughters. I gave my girls a call and told them that I was with a friend and I would be home soon so they could order some pizzas for dinner. After the call I cleaned up best I could, put in a tampon so I wouldn't make a mess in the car and got dressed. I had to go home without panties since one of the men took mine as a souvenir.
Driving home I reflected on the afternoon events, I was both exhausted and sexually satisfied like I never had been before. It was hard to believe that I would slut myself so easily to black men like that; I knew the booze we had did a lot to loosen me up, but it sure was very exciting and so different than any sex I’ve had in the past.
Then it dawned on me; unlike the white men that made love to me these studs just used me like a ***** and fucked the shit out of me. I then remembered that I never was introduced to them and did not even know their names. I started giggling damn here I just opened my mouth and legs and let two strange black men have the most intimate parts of me bare and leaving my sex full of their black seed. At this point in all of my life I have only had any kind of sex with seven men. Only three I have let inside me, bareback and for that matter put their sperm in me; they are my husband and now those two black men. That thought amused me and again aroused me but I had to calm down I was driving and too tired to get hot again.
When I got home the girls were eating the pizza and I was able to get into my room without being detected. A much needed douche and shower made me presentable again and after drying my hair I dressed in my lounging clothes then went and had some left over pizza. I was famished, didn't realize how hungry I really was, all that sex had worked up a real appetite so the pizza was just what I needed.
Later that night before I went to bed I very carefully shaved my hair-pie completely bare then put on skin cream. I went to bed feeling just a little guilty but not much being that my husband had cheated first and so many times. Maybe I should have confronted him with my findings beforehand but I did not and so for now we both have a coexistence with him not knowing what I have done or that I was again aware of his repeated infidelity.
Over the next several months not a lot happened aside from the occasional visits to Gina's where she would share a few of her black lovers with me. Gina like me was in her mid thirties and she liked her men young and hung and she never did disappoint. I did try to set up some meets with black men from my area I had met in the Dark Cavern chat room but each time no one near the description given showed up. I did see a few young white men, early twenties, looking around like they were expecting someone. That made me think, so I doubt seriously I will try online dating again. To be cautious, I had set up the meetings to take place in a bar, I could sit and sip wine and feel safe in a public place.
Around late November I met a black man I now call Mr.S in the Dark Cavern chat. I wasn't going to arrange another meeting and anyway he lived too far away. This man did much to change my life; especially how I had interracial sex. We had talked in the chat room several times and I found I liked chatting with him. Then one day Mr.S asked me what naughty things I have done.
Well I didn't have much to tell him since I led a rather sheltered life when it came to sex, mostly before I married just a little oral sex to satisfy some boyfriend. I only had vaginal sex with just my husband and the few black men that Gina recently provided, so actually I was a little naive when it came to any of the more erotic sex acts, so feeling naughty I asked him to suggest something wicked for me to do. I told him we could make a game to play that he was to dare me to do something and if it was reasonable I would actually do the dare.
I do have a few little rules I go by, such as not involving animals or anyone underage. I also won't do anything painful to me or others or that may cause injury and will not do anything that will endanger me or my family. I do know there are some things that may be a little risky so I do take precautions and I do get to control with who I would have sex, so I am selective there.
I thought later I may sometimes allow him to pick the times and dates to play a little with pregnancy risk but I will also not have sex on days when knowingly within my fertile time and wind up with a black bun in my white oven. I do find the gamble exciting as hell but I'm thirty seven now and am defiantly not planning to breed black. If I should accidentally get pregnant since to me abortion is out of the question I'm not sure what I will do but will deal with that at the time should it happen. I do have a fertility chart on my computer and am very careful with certain days.
My first real dare was to dress like a slut in a mini skirt and tank top with no panties or bra go to a mall where mostly blacks do their shopping and spend the afternoon giving the men a good show. I was very nervous so I had a glass of wine before I left. Being just after Thanksgiving, the mall was crowded with Christmas shoppers and it was exciting to be so ******* and noticed by the many men and others each trying to see what I had, I would not openly flash the younger boys but if a teen looked old enough to know what a woman had between her thighs my legs would part some. Surprising I even had some girls peeking. My pussy stayed wet the entire time I was in the mall and at times I'm sure some of them could see my arousal.
Afterwards, I went home and masturbated to my memories of those looking up my skirt. It was not the most exciting or degrading of my dares but Mr.S I think wanted to start me off easy and see if I would actually do it. To say the least I was extremely aroused all afternoon doing something someone else suggested on that fact alone. I can say my toys did get a workout that night.
After he gave me a couple of more easy exhibition tasks then he dared me to have glory-hole sex. Not being totally out of touch I had an idea what they were from some stories I have read but I did not have any first hand information. To say I am a little behind on the wilder sex acts would be an understatement but a computer and Google can remedy that. I looked it up and was able to understand what was expected of me. I also found the sights with pictures and the videos were most informative showing not only oral sex but also positions that work with vaginal sex.
Mr.S and these web sites did tell me where I may find glory-holes so for the next few days I checked a lot of gas station restrooms as I was yet not that sure of myself to go into an adult video shop. About a week later I stopped at a truck stop gas station I had gotten gas then parked to use the quick mart.
While in the mart, I looked over the customers and those working there, mostly black with the build of working men. I always did find the build of athletic or working men hotter sexually than that of body builders. I had been checking out black men since I first started looking at the interracial porn sites.
Then feeling the need to pee went to the restroom. Since the dare was given I had been checking the end stalls and this time luck was with me, behind a loose cover was a glory-hole. I became very nervous and scared finding it. First I relieved my bladder then removed the cover and as seen on one of the glory-hole web sites, shaking I put two fingers in the hole
After a few minutes a long black cock came thru. I first took it in my hand and jerked him a little feeling its weight as it harden more. I finally getting the nerve I got to my knees and took it into my mouth and very wetly sucked him, he didn't bother to make it last just use my mouth to quickly get off. It was so nasty doing such a thing; my tunnel-of-love was flooding and dripping. It did not take him long, soon he had his orgasm and shot his cum in my mouth. It was so sudden I couldn't swallow it all and some dripped on my breast and blouse. After he pulled out and left, I wiped off my blouse then removed my clothes so I wouldn't mess them more.
Nude in that restroom stall, I again put my fingers in the hole and another black-snake came thru. This one was a little longer, I sucked him some then still holding it so he wouldn't leave the damage already have been done I just had to try it. Turning around I slipped him into my wet pussy bareback. I'm sure he was both surprised at that and of course pleased as I pushed my ass back against the wall to give him maximum penetration and let him fuck me thru the hole. Looking between my thighs at my white pussy it made me so excited seeing the black dick of a total stranger sliding in and out. I kept my ass tight to that wall and let him go all the way until he was bathing my cum-canal with his warm load. Strong orgasms overtook me, I then did one more anonymous black cock the same way then got dressed cleaned up and went on my way, my dare now complete.
Driving away I was thinking just how nasty a thing I just did and how hot it made me the whole time I was being a slut. Everything about it from those cocks being anonymous and black to letting complete total strangers use me for a cum-dump each contributed to my passion. The fact that I was on no birth control drove me crazy with arousal and set off heavy orgasms as those anonymous cocks emptied inside me. I know this sounds risky but I did check out those men on the premises and they all looked to be older good clean working men most in uniforms and many with wedding rings. So although there is some risk I felt good with what I had done. I also did remember on the second and third to peek through the hole, I may not know who they were but did get a look-see of just who I was letting have sex with me. It was all so frightening but also very exciting. Arriving home I needed a drink to calm my nerves
I didn't see much of Mr.S in chat during the holidays and since my husband was again away I did go to a hot sex party with Gina for New Years. There were only black men and white women at this party and they told me it was called a zebra party like the black and white stripes on the animal. Gina assured me that the men and women there were all clean so I need not worry.
We all undressed as soon as we entered and the party was basically an all night orgy with food, a lot of drinking, some other highs and music available if we wanted to dance. The black men dominated and used any woman they felt like and at times had us perform lesbian sex acts for their viewing pleasure.
It was at this party I got my first taste of a creampied pussy. I had not had sex with a girl since I was a teen. My first sex ever with another person when I was very young was with my girlfriends on sleepovers so long ago. Thinking of it now, I was younger then my youngest daughter when I first licked another girl between her legs it kind of made me wonder. I have to say it was the best new years party I ever been to and I was quite popular among the black men with my alabaster skin. Getting blitzed there I crashed for several hours before driving home.
Early January 2009 I again found Mr.S in chat, we talked and he gave me my next dare. He is into the black breeding thing so during the chat we understand that in the dares it is a little of a competition him trying to get me knocked-up and me not to.
My next dare was to dress like a slut, go to a hotel bar frequented by black men and actually sell myself as a sex-worker for money. I was to be a cheap *****; he set my prices $10 for a blow job and $25 for a bareback fuck. Feeling very daring this time I said okay, if you want to try and get me pregnant you set the date. From our many chats if he paid any attention he may have had a little idea of my cycle.
Mr.S picked January 21 so on that day this white housewife and mother would officially become a real paid ***** for black men. The preceding weeks I was both scared and excited, until then what I had been doing may have finished off my not so good marriage but ************ is very illegal and if caught I could actually be arrested and that would really be hard to explain along with other complications.
It was ironic that Mr.S would give me this ************ challenge at this time. It is known in chat everyone has a “handle” an alter ego often used to hide identity. Just before meeting Mr.S being new to online chat I used several handles and had been thinking on which would be my permanent online name. One night I was in chat and watching a movie on TV. In the movie the man picked up this street-walker and was on the way to a hotel. My eyes were on chat and then when I heard the lines I looked up
Man: “what’s your name?”
*****: “what do you want it to be?”
Man: just stares at her
***** says: “Vivian, my name is Vivian”
It was then I chose my online name Vivian, the name of a movie street-walker. I have had and used this name ever since in all things I do sexual; in chat rooms, in pick-up bars, as a call-girl and as author of my stories.
I had to shop for ***** clothes which wasn't hard but did get some weird looks in the stores when I purchased those items, although I did look sexy as hell in them. I don't think they expected a thirty something year old woman to dress in a micro mini which barely covered my ass.
I kept looking at my fertility chart Jan 21 was to be long enough after I was scheduled to ovulate, if my cycle was right I should be playing with a dead egg but barely. It was also the night of the inauguration of our first black president and living in the Washington D.C. area I was sure the hotel bars will have a lot of celebrating black men to choose from. I’m pretty sure although it is a Wednesday Mr S. thought of that as well.
To say the least I was both nervous and excited those weeks waiting. I have discovered that the naughtier I am the hotter I do get. Thinking about actually selling my mouth and pussy for money really had me constantly aroused. Since I had never been around ************ all the movies and TV shows I have seen that glorified it kept going through my mind. All the little things I needed to know I got from the TV like always get the money first and do not kiss or swallow.
The day of my dare arrived and that evening I dressed like a common tart. A hot pink miniskirt so short the bottom of my ass cheeks could be seen without me bending over, tank top and no panties or bra. Accessories, a pair of 6in black stilettos with cheap jewelry. Looking in my mirror I was satisfied, where usually stood an attractive white wife and mother now stood a cheap looking *****. I almost didn't recognize myself the look was so degrading and sexy. Putting on a long coat at 8PM I left my house.
First hotel I went to I managed to get thru the lobby to the bar but barely inside I was asked to leave. The second one I didn't even get that far before I was escorted to the door, both times telling me cheap whores were not wanted even though I was white. I did notice those bars were still packed with mostly black men and some women still celebrating the inauguration. Realizing I would never get in anywhere dressed as cheap as I was, I made a decision that if this was to work I had to go home and change.
I replaced the ***** outfit with an emerald green designer dress that was both elegant but very sexy. Shoes although not as high a heel did accent my ass and accessories to match, I had worn this at a benefit about 2 years before and I gave a lot of men whiplash that night. The dress and such set off my green eyes and redoing my make up I looked very hot and sexy but with over six grand in clothes and jewelry on my body defiantly not cheap.
Again on my way I decided to change my prices $100 for a blow job, $250 for a fuck and $300 bareback I figured this may be more what was expected. I wouldn't even offer the bareback price unless I saw a wedding ring on the man's finger, sex with unknown partners can be dangerous and although this isn't a guarantee it would be as close as I could get. For the risk part of the dare I would have to get at least one to take the bareback option. I didn't want to possibly be recognized so I did not go back to the first hotels.
This time when I arrived I walked thru the hotel lobby and right into the bar with absolutely no resistance. Since I didn't want to come off as just a pavement-princess my story was to be a call-girl who's date never showed. Luck was with me. It turned out the bar was reserved for a private party which meant not just anyone could come in; I guess they thought I was either with someone or that sexy white women were welcome.
I was shaking, so nervous I had a couple of glasses of wine to keep my nerve up so I wouldn't leave. Soon a good looking tall black man struck up a conversation. I gave him my call-girl story telling him I was a little upset being stood up because I really needed the money. One thing led to another and prices discussed and soon I was on my way to my very first trick. In his room remembering the movies I got the money first and up until this time I was aroused and excited. At the moment he handed me the money it was like someone punched me hard in the stomach, it was real now, some strange man just bought and paid for my body. I was sick. I just sold my mouth and pussy; he had bought both oral and bareback sex. I wanted to run away, no longer aroused and excited, the reality of what I was doing hit me like a ton of bricks. My privates now to do as he pleases, he paid for it and no longer was it mutual or for me. I undressed for him all the time thinking I should leave the money and run out of there.
I think the only reason I didn't run was my competitive nature concerning the dare and that my word was given when making the deal with this man and my word I do take very seriously. He also undressed, nude I knelt in front of him no longer a wife and mother or a small business owner and it seemed that my world as I knew it had just collapsed. Before this black man knelt me; a *****, I was nothing but a paid tramp at that moment, as I took him in my mouth and sucked his black dick.
Nothing could describe what I felt those first minutes, emptiness in the pit of my stomach as I realized just how low I had gone. Now a ***** I put my hand between my legs and rubbed my cunt to get myself wet for him. The wine did finally take some of the edge off and my arousal came back,slow at first then I got hotter and hotter so quickly it was unreal. In my mind knowing I was no different now as any other common tart, I had crossed the line and I will never be a respectable woman, I could portray myself as one but never again actually be one. This thought for some reason I could not understand fueled my heat and in no time this chippie’s cum-dumpster was boiling and soaking wet. My “John” picked me up and placed me on the bed, he played with my breasts and then sucked them, he then placed me on hands and knees he entered me in the doggy position.
All I could think of as he slowly slid inside me was “*****-*****-*****” I was paid and fucked now officially a pro now. When he got balls deep my cum-craver exploded with a tremendous orgasm and I couldn't stop them, I stayed in orgasmic bliss almost the whole time he was inside me. He fucked me hard like the ***** I was, he didn't care what I felt or how I reacted, this black man had paid for me and he was using me exactly as he pleased to bust a nut. At that pace it was not long till he reached that point and since I was nothing but a ***** he just slammed his cock into me hard and bareback then emptied his balls inside me.
This really scared me I had ovulated late, the reason I don't know but a woman's cycle is not always consistent, Instead of the extra days I thought there was a slight possibility I may not be far enough outside my fertile zone and still have a live egg inside me. I was almost not going to add the option but I had given my word to Mr.S. that I would on this occasion. To this man however I'm nothing more then a bought ***** and he paid extra for the right to fuck me bareback and blast his load of cum inside me.
Maybe he was even wishing whatever type of birth control I was using would fail and he would knock this white ***** up. My first “John” had no idea I was not on any birth control and he was putting his seed in my unprotected baby-maker. I felt his cock pulse as he released squirt after squirt of his afro-sperm so deep inside as my mind wandered across all these scenarios. I can’t explain why but flirting with disaster really gives me my most powerful orgasms.
With him finished with me, I recovered from that orgasm then used his bathroom to cleaned up and ready myself for my next John. That night I kept going back to that bar and had another glass of wine and since it was private party it stayed open all night. Word got around quickly that this sexy redhead was a ***** and I turned six tricks that night and two were threesomes. Each trick gave me more money and more orgasms but none as intense as those I had the first time I fucked as a real pro.
I went home around 5AM with more than the money I earned, that night changed me forever I could no longer think of myself the same way. I lost a little of my self respect that night and I will never get it back. I also found I had more respect for the women that worked hard or did these things to provide for themselves and their families but still have little for those whores that feed their addictions and pimps. I also gained a sort of sexual freedom and this has released many inhibitions I may have had. I could also see how a paid-pro could become numb to sex doing that all the time but for me the first time was very degrading but also thrilling.
I was up all night and from 11PM to 5AM this ***** turned those six tricks fucking eight black men in all. When I got home, dawn was coming. I was exhausted, no one was up I just went to my room, got undressed and crashed on my bed nude. Too tired to clean up I just fell asleep as I was and would clean myself and things up later. I awoke a new woman no longer the sheltered and naive woman I was not so long ago but then no longer the respectable mother and wife either. A few weeks later I again found I had dodged the bullet and was not pregnant.
Am I happier, yes very much so, the sex and experiences to date have been marvelous. These experiences have so far been the most exciting times of my life and instead of a woman growing old wishing she had, I now have these memories to grow old with.
I have also decided to get on the birth control shots but before I do I may let Mr.S. have just one more shot at my eggs.
Reality truly is stranger then fiction and I really have been a very naughty girl.
Vivian
The Dare Game Goes On: By Vivian
After that night at the hotel I was feeling quite shocked at what I had done and what I have become playing this dare game. By the weekend I needed something to get myself out of the slump I was in by actually allowing myself to become a ***** for a night. In chat I again ran into Mr.S, I did not let onto him just how much the ************ dare had affected me and at the time still was getting to me. We chatted and I put up a front not wanting him to know it really hit me hard, I think he may have sensed I was not exactly myself after that one because he gave me a small dare to do this time. I was to walk out nude slowly (hopefully in front of my daughters) through the house to the kitchen and refill my wine glass.
As usual my husband was away and this seemed like nothing since I had often walked around my home nude or in panties. Nothing sexual about it really except that I had forgotten about another little minor dare he gave me back in December that my girls didn't know about. Walking out nude as I crossed the living room my daughters and a girl friend that just happened to be over at the time got their first viewing of my little tattoo.
The tattoo is of a little black dolphin on the side of my right breast hidden usually by clothes and ******* only when I want. He had given me the little dare the month before and I had forgotten it that day so I had to explain to my girls that sometimes when a woman feels neglected she does something a little sexy to uplift her spirits. I just thought it was cute and I was feeling a little outrageous that day. My daughters and friend all thought it was really cool that I did it and kind of hot it being on my breast.
Getting back to my computer and chat with Mr.S took a while but he was still there and enjoyed that I had to explain the tattoo. Soon he had to go but before he did he gave me another sexual dare to do. This dare was to have sex in a billiard hall on a pool table with at least two black men, how it was to be done was up to me and as always the dares are to be done bareback.
I knew of a pool hall/bar where black men tend to hang out. I went there early afternoon on a school day. I figured that time of day I was least likely to run into kids and it would not be crowded. I had gotten a ball tray from the bar and while in there got a glass of wine then went into the pool-room picked a table and started playing. I used to be pretty good at this game when younger, a friend had a table in her home and we played 8 ball often with her brother.
It wasn't long two young black men came over and challenged me and said they usually played for fifty a game. I knew they were trying to hustle me and simply told them I didn't have enough cash to wager on a game. I did however tell them if they liked I would bet my white pussy to their fifty. They did hesitate momentarily upon hearing that but quickly accepted the wager of my sex verses their money.
After the break I got low balls they got high, we played one game and they had to alternate shots. At first they did not play well so I faltered my game a little being that I was trying to loose and complete my dare. They started out slow wanting to prolong the game and try to make it look like they were not hustling me. Soon they were playing well enough to make it look like it was a close game but never really being in their league I lost rather quickly later in the game.
Upon loosing the bet I let those two young men fuck me right there on the table. It was early afternoon with no one else in the room and the bar being in another we were not seen so I allowed them to have me two times each, bareback of course as required by the dare. The multiple cream-pies along with my own juices made for an interesting drive home and the panty shield was a creamy mess by the time I got there. With my husband at work and the daughters out getting cleaned up was no problem.
After completing the pool table dare I was feeling a lot better and more like me. I really do love the excitement of doing these outrageous things and after a while even the ************ dare no longer bothered me much. The rest of the week I was pretty much a good girl but when Saturday came around I again found Mr.S in chat. We chatted a while and he enjoyed hearing about my exploits in the billiard hall.
Before he left I guess he sensed I was back to normal (at least normal for me) Mr.S gave me a rather naughty dare to do. I was again to have glory-hole sex; this time I was to seek out and find an adult video store in a very black area. I was to stay in that glory-hole booth until I had sex with at least a dozen black men. I had to fuck at least two and also have anal sex with at least one other.
My husband being away on some kind of fishing trip with his redneck buddies and it being Saturday I thought maybe I could do it that night. I knew of an adult store over in Maryland in a mostly black neighborhood. I had seen it while with a friend shopping for a new car as it was in the area of a lot of car dealers. It would have to be something like a neighborhood store that would be risky enough; no way was I going to an inner city store.
I really thought about passing on this challenge, a lot that could go very wrong with it. This dare to me is very vulgar and it aroused me thinking of myself being so nasty that I did decide to at least go over and check out the store. If things looked good to me I may just do it, for some reason and I have no idea why the nastier these challenges are the hotter I get, both in anticipation and in the actual act of doing the dare. Mostly I would have to look over the clientele and also see if they even had a video booth with a glory-hole in it.
That night I dressed in easily removable clothes, not the sexiest but a wrap around mid thigh skirt and pull over T-shirt no panties or bra and slip on sandals then crossed the bridge into Maryland. I sat in my car in the parking lot a while; I brought a little bottled courage just to get my nerve up to go in and check out the place. Watching those going into the store and they were quite busy, mostly men but one couple went in; all were black which was reasonable since the neighborhood here was mostly.
I went in a little while after the couple I felt just a tiny bit less nervous with another woman in the place. The men there all looked pretty decent a little older then the couple maybe late twenties to late forties. I could almost feel their eyes on me as I looked around like I was shopping, mostly at the black dildos then saw the entrance to the peep shows.
Going back I checked the booths and found one open with a glory hole in it, I went in and locked the door and in no time had my clothes off. Feeding the machine a few dollars the movie played, it was a hot sex scene with a black man and woman fucking doggy style, I found I could flip to another video and found a nasty interracial one where several black men were gang-banging a white woman. Not long after changing the movie I heard someone come into the next booth.
I knew I was going to do the challenge so like at the glory hole in the gas station I put my fingers thru the hole. I made sure the one with my wedding ring was one of them; no mistaking it was that naughty married white female in this booth and got a quick response. I'm sure they all had seen me when I entered the store being the only white woman there. A mid sized black cock came to me thru the hole; I fondled it to start and soon knelt and took him in my mouth. It was then I realized that this booth was nowhere near as clean as that gas station with my sandals on I didn't feel just how sticky the floor was till I was on my knees. I also noticed now close up and in the light of the video just how cum stained the wall was and bumping it a few times with my face it too was sticky. Oh did I feel nasty sucking that black cock in such a dirty place.
This made me incredibly hot unlike the gas station this was being super naughty. He came quickly like those at the gas station not bothering to take his time for me. As his thick cum was sliding down my throat; I felt like such a dirty slut and with the help of my busy fingers had an orgasm. I was having so much fun being such a naughty girl so at first I thought it was going to be an easy challenge. After swallowing several loads I needed to give my stomach a break and let most of the rest shoot their cum all over my face and breasts. They did not all come one after the other, I would do one or two then have to sometimes wait 10 min or more before the next would enter the booth. After each I cleaned up with some wipes I brought which turned out to be a mistake later.
This time I made it a point to look at each man before he filled the hole and number eight looked older and nice along with a good sized dick so I chose him to be one to fuck me. After an initial sucking to get him wet and ready he was very pleased when I turned and slipped him into my soaking wet cock-sheath. Pushing him in deep and now my ass upon that nasty cum sticky wall I let him fuck my pussy as hard as he wanted. Bent over doggy I looked between my legs as this strange black cock pounded me bareback. Orgasms came to me quickly and multiple and this black man just kept on hammering his dick into me. Older man he was and he knew how to make it last, he was in me quite a while and brought me thru so many orgasms before he pushed deep and unloaded his balls inside me. I don't know if it had been a while for him or it was normal but he gave me the biggest load of cum I ever took. He shot it hard and fast and it was running down my thighs before he even pulled out and when he did it really flowed out of me.
I used the last of my wipes cleaning up the massive load of his sperm which seemed to be coming out in buckets. With no more wipes now realizing my mistake in using them earlier, I just sucked and swallowed numbers nine and ten. When I saw number eleven I knew he was to be the anal fuck, he was above average, maybe seven or eight inches but not thick and with the wall I could control depth. Being out of wipes I figured I could keep his cum in my ass till I could clean up later. I will swallow number twelve also so at this time I felt I had the challenge beat. Same as with the fuck I sucked him till hard and wet and when asked if he wanted my ass he was very delighted. I turned and with him thru the wall I guided that long lean cock into my ass. It did hurt a little at first since I rarely did anal and only recently but soon had him deep inside. After the first few moments the hurt was gone and it felt good in there.
This man also knew how to make things last and after quite a while of steady pounding in my ass it was making wet farting noise and I began to smell the odor and the more he fucked the stronger it got. I was getting very embarrassed about having gas, then heard him say oh yeah baby, get nasty, that’s the way ass fucking should be. I was so glad that wall was between us, it sort of grossed me out but he seemed to love it.
Although the smell was a bit strong the continuous pumping had me well on the way to orgasm. I 'm not sure but I think it was my fault it happened, he had been taking long strokes pulling almost all the way out. Just as I started to orgasm he popped out then my legs being tired slipped some then I straightened up and when pushed forward he slid into my pussy. He must have been on the edge also and when he slid in deep it pushed me over the edge and my cum-craver just clamped down on him causing his release filling me deep inside.
I noticed as soon as he pulled out I was a bit sticky down there and the smell was now quite strong. It was then that I realized that he went into me dirty and at the time freaked me out. I panicked at first and tried to clean off with some of the used wipes but they were so well soaked in cum they were falling apart in my hands. I always carry panties and a shield in my purse if needed when out so I put them on dressed and got out of there. Sorry number twelve but I had to get home and clean out fast.
Without traffic at that hour I made it home in just about thirty minutes, once home I left the windows down in the car to air out and went inside. Thankfully it was late and my girls were asleep so I slipped in unnoticed. Once in the master bath I stripped and cleaned up, thankfully he wasn't as dirty as I thought. I douched thoroughly then took a shower and went to bed.
Laying there I found it hard to sleep I kept thinking how vulgar this particular dare was and yet I had never had so much fun in my life. Yes this was real fun no worries or head games just a dick thru the wall. Most times I thought of it as an object or toy like a dildo and it was sex with absolutely no strings or emotional bullshit to mess things up, it was just pure naughty fun and aside from getting a dirty pussy I loved every second of it. I will have to do it again sometime however I think I will not try anal again thru the glory-hole. I was a little worried I may get an infection but luck was with me again and nothing happened.
[If there was any one dare that would define my sex life this was it. Ever since doing this challenge I have been drawn to glory-holes. I know that it is probably the nastiest and one of the most dangerous ways of having sex that I would do. I do take precautions but risking interracial pregnancy by fucking bareback and unprotected at a glory-hole is just so damned vulgar that it is my Achilles-heel. When my most fertile time is near, I’m drawn to them like a moth to a flame. Vivian: 02/20/2024]
(Back to 2009) Another week had passed until I saw Mr.S in chat again and told him some about the glory hole experience. We chatted a while and finally he got around to my next challenge. Mr.S asked me if I ever tried ATM, well naive me had to ask him what it was and when he told me it meant ass-to-mouth. I almost told him hell no after the affair in the glory hole. While chatting I did look it up and saw a few videos with ATM, in the videos it actually looked so naughty it made me hot.
I got to thinking if I did it in the afternoon and not so late at night my bowels would be empty since I usually relieve them in the morning. Mr.S then told me he wanted me to do it not just from mine but also from another woman's ass, after accepting the dare I said good bye and logged off. The only woman I would trust to try this with was my friend Gina. Since she helped me get started with interracial sex we have become quite close and have shared a number of black men.
I called Gina and told her what I wanted to try and after some pressure from her I had to tell her about the dare game. I told Gina about the game and how long I had been doing these dares I did however leave out telling her about the ************ challenge. To say the least she was intrigued by the game and told me she would also try the ATM dare with me, we both decided that if it came out dirty though we wouldn't.
Gina made the arrangements with two of her black lovers that like anal sex and a few days later I went to Gina's for the challenge. It was early afternoon and we both had several drinks to get the nerve to do something so nasty. After some lengthy anal fucking they pulled out and seeing there was nothing visible I took him in my mouth I also saw Gina do the same. I did taste something, maybe a hint of my ass on his cock but it wasn't as bad as I thought. We both had another drink and tried it from each other, it tasted only a little nastier but not bad. Neither one of us liked it so we both added another never again to our list as we both decided it was a one time thing.
Finding Mr.S in the chat room the following Saturday morning I described my ATM adventure and explained to him that I had to tell Gina about our game. He enjoyed me telling him that she did go along with the dare and also tried it herself. The next challenge he wanted me to again involve my friend, we were to go to a mall dressed sexy and pick up two black men and fuck them somewhere in the mall.
After logging off I called Gina and she was all for it, and since it was early she wanted to do it that afternoon. The chosen mall of course was mostly black shoppers and we got a lot of looks from everyone there. In no time Gina had two young men picked out and soon she had engaged them in conversation, it never ceases to amaze me at how fast she can pick up men. Gina does seem to prefer young men and I noticed that these two she picked appeared to be a little younger then I would have wanted but she assured me they both were of age.
We had been in this mall before so we took them to a restroom that isn't frequently used. Locking the door we got undressed and knelt each taking one and helping him out of his pants. On the restroom floor with their black cocks in front of our faces we each took them into our mouths at the same time and started sucking them. In no time we had them both rock hard and first Gina then me; we turned and slid them into our hot white cum-cravers. We told them to do it hard and fast we didn't have a lot of time to play with there in the mall. Both young men fucked us hard each in turn blowing his load inside us. When they left they took our panties leaving us to make our way to the parking lot with cum leaking down our legs. We sure didn't get out of there unnoticed which for me made my pussy hotter and to be naughty I even pushed out more cum to run down my thighs. Gina noticed this and did the same, my god I'm turning into such a naughty slut, a few months back I would never had done such a thing much less leave leaking.
First week in February I was on my period when I caught up with Mr.S. It had been a couple weeks since I had seen him in chat and we discussed the mall dare, I then asked him if he read part one of my story. He said he had and suggested I be more graphic I told him I would try but I'm not a porn writer. Feeling bold I told him I planned to go on the birth control shots soon and I would give him one more shot at my eggs. Before I did he was to give me another high risk challenge where he was to also pick the date. Mr.S challenged me to have a gang bang with four black men and had to keep their seed in me for at least ten hours after. When he gave me the date of February nineteenth I knew then he had either sensed or deduced I was near or on my period at the time.
This dare really scared me I told him he was cutting it close but it was iffy. He had no idea according to my chart just how close he was. The next two weeks I was very nervous I really thought about not doing it and just saying I did. The only trouble with that is I had given my word that I would do it which meant I would go through with this challenge and hope with my age I would get very lucky and again miss getting knocked up. When telling Gina about this challenge she thought I was out of my mind but did help to set up the gang bang party at her place.
When the day came I was scared to death, so far I had not ovulated, and I really was praying it would come early. When I arrived at Gina's I noticed quite a few black men there not just four. It seems that she had let out that my eggs were to be at risk and the black men just flocked there hoping to get a chance to knock me up. I wasn't in her home two minutes before I was nude and on my knees sucking and as soon as I was wet a black cock was inside me.
Each stroke had me getting more and more aroused but also built the fear in me that I really had fucked-up this time and will walk out this evening knocked up with a mixed race child. He pushed deep and held tight, I felt great fear as his cock twitched and pulsed inside me, I could feel the warmth of his cum as he was filling me and on my thighs as it was leaking out. All I thought was “oh my god!” I then suddenly exploded into one very intense orgasm. He pumped the last of his sperm deep inside then pulled out and another took his place and slid into me.
There was no anal sex and little oral except to just get them hard, they wanted nothing more then to pour their seed into my fertile white baby-oven. Each seemed to be on a mission to see if they could pump my white belly up with a baby. One after another they took their turns each adding their seed deep inside my womb, forgotten was my fear, my body caught up in the many orgasms.
I had no idea exactly how many men fucked me that afternoon or how many times they used me; I lost count somewhere around six or seven but am sure it was many more. Gina had sex with some but they would not cum in her and saved their seed for me. Throughout the afternoon as my pussy was being inseminated by one black cock after another, the idea of me becoming pregnant continued to drift across my mind keeping me in an almost constant state of orgasm. Several hours later after cleaning up I left Gina's a bit sore with a tampon, panty shield and panties to hold the flood of cum still deep inside me. I looked at my watch it was 5:30 pm, dinner would be just a little late.
I got home a little after 6:00 pm and with the help of my girls started to prepare dinner. I was feeling very naughty, my daughters had no idea that sperm from almost a dozen black men were swimming around deep inside their mother as we cooked. Although exhausted I found it a little hard to get to sleep that night. As I lay next to my husband with my cum-dumpster full of black men's sperm all I could think about was that most likely I was pregnant already and it would take a miracle not to be. Ten hours after the gang bang would be around 3:30am, it would be suspicious if I got up then so I wouldn't be able to douche till my usual shower around 7:00am.
I woke up in a sweat around 4:00am from a dream of me with a very pregnant belly but did manage not wake up my husband. After relaxing and cooling off some I drifted back to sleep with the thought that my ovaries were dropping my egg into a sea of Afro-American sperm. The next two weeks I was very nervous and when my period was late the first day I was filled with dread, second day late I just knew I fucked-up and got preggers. I was all set to go to the store on the third day to get a pregnancy tester when my period started, unbelievable I lucked out again.
Now the first part of March I found Mr.S in chat, I had not seen him for the previous two weeks and when chatting I got the feeling he was a little disappointed that I had not gotten pregnant. I was asked by him if I had ever danced at a strip club, I told him no and he said my next challenge was to find a strip club frequented by black men and see if they would permit me to dance.
I found this challenge ironic; the reason being is that in January I had chatted with a woman that had danced at a club on an amateur night. I knew of the strip club she danced at, it was located near GWU. When I was going there for my masters several women I knew danced at this club to help pay their way thru school. While chatting with her I thought it would be something fun to try but for me in a black gentleman’s club. The club she danced at would not work for me because the clientele was mostly white.
Since then I had found a black strip club in upper NW Washington and had been debating whether I should try stripping before I met Mr.S that day, so I already had part of this challenge arranged before I even got it. I had even went shopping and picked up an easily removed sexy outfit along with a quick remove G string like I had seen on this HBO series I recently been watching about exotic dancers.
It was a Friday evening and my husband had already left on one of his so called business trips. He said he had to prepare for an early meeting Monday and needed the weekend (Bullshit he was fucking one of his girlfriends and I have video to prove it) but I didn't care.
I never bothered to call I just went to that club since I found in business showing up in person I get less run-around. Walking inside I integrated the place being the only white person in there and was my alabaster skin really showing up. I ordered a drink at the bar and after drinking some and watching the dancers a while (which the black women here danced entirely different from that HBO series) I asked to see the manager.
I was taken to his office and outside his door I got the idea he was quite upset, I didn't hear exactly what he was saying but the attitude was loud and obvious. When he was told someone wanted to see him the door was just swinging open. The response he gave me was a loud WHAT THE FUCK DO THEY WAAA---HOLY SHIT dayum girl I hope you're a dancer? With his frown turning to a big smile. I explained I never have and was hoping he had an amateur night like some clubs I had heard of. He said he didn't but if I wanted he had two of his dancers get arrested and sure would let me have the stage that night if I wanted since he was going to be short of strippers.
I said I would dance and hope I didn't disappoint any of his customers with my lack of experience. The manager I believe was playing on my ego since he needed me to fill in for his missing dancers told me with my looks I would not disappoint any group of men and especially this one with my snow white skin. I know I'm an attractive woman and although I had been told many times I look like I'm still in my twenties I am thirty seven years old and not one of those young girls that usually are exotic dancers.
I went out to my car thankful that I had brought the outfit I bought to start my dance. When buying my dancer outfit I had forgotten one little detail, a garter and when I was about to leave the house I had a wicked thought and went to a box I had a few keepsakes in and took out the white lace garter I wore on my wedding day. The wedding was outside and after the ceremony I thru my bouquet but it started to rain and we all headed to the reception. With everyone drinking then one thing after the other my husband never got to throw the garter so I still had it. Backstage I changed into my little outfit, a very short green wrap-around miniskirt, under a quick release thong and the white marital garter on my thigh and topped with a shear almost see thru darker green blouse no bra and four inch heels. With my light auburn hair and emerald eyes, green is my color and really does look good on me. Now dressed and ready the manager took me to see the Dee-jay to pick my music.
Once there laughing jokingly I said: “I doubt you have any A J or Shania.”
The manager looked at me with a strange “what” look on his face. The Dee-jay also laughed and just said country music.
Telling him I have no idea about rap or hip-hop music so let me just tell you what I don't want and would like and let you choose the music. He said good enough, so I explained that I didn't want any music promoting any kind of violence or hatred especially toward white people. I did tell him that the music could be as sexually graphic as he likes preferably as erotic as hell, especially along the lines of black men fucking and or impregnating white women.
As for as the lights I wanted to be seen, they could see what lights look good on me but I do want them bright enough so that all can see every nook and cranny of my womanly charms. I figured I was only going to do this once and in D.C. it is full nude dancing so I was going to be as naughty as I could get away with. I then hit the bar for a little liquid courage.
It was now 10PM, the regular dancers had already done several sets and now it was my turn to give them a little break. I was told that they stretched the usual 20 min set to 30 min for me I was to be topless in the first 5 min and nude by10min and stay nude the remainder of the set. My music started and I strutted out onto the stage first I just heard the music and the crowd was silent. When they realized white pussy was on stage they started cheering and a lot of hoots and cat-calls and several sexual remarks. I was very nervous at first but that ended very quickly as soon as I mentally got into the music and dancing. Not being able to dance anything like those black women it was more like shaking then anything else but my white body was too toned for that. I danced much like I had seen on HBO, I would use the pole that the other dancers didn't and do some split moves like I used to do in high school gymnastics. The music was hot and incredibly nasty promoting interracial sex and inseminating the white women. Having no idea of the artists or the names of the songs however they had me steaming and my G-string had become very damp. I removed my blouse, there on stage “me” a wife and mother of three was showing off her pink nipple snow white breasts to a packed house of horny black men. A few times I danced over to the edge of the stage where the men would put money in my garter. Minutes later I played with my skirt then unhooked it and tossed it over with my blouse. Onstage now with nothing more on then a tiny thong which covered very little and by then obviously wet I again danced over to the edge where more men put money in my garter and my thong. I felt more then a few times fingers wander quickly across my bare ass and the thong. As I danced a crazy thought passed thru my mind, I wonder what my racist husband would say if he saw me, his white wife dancing nude in front of this crowd of black men.
So many bills in my thong and garter I danced over to my pile of clothes and put the money with them. The music black hip-hop / rap was well chosen for me, it was very sexually nasty. I popped the catch on my thong, it was soaked and dripped with my juices I also tossed it in the pile and there I was totally nude in front of them, being a Friday night the place was packed. With the thong off my juices flowed freely down my thighs, there was no doubt this white woman was aroused and with the requested bright lighting it was hidden from no one. My pussy is baby bare and smooth from a recent Brazilian wax and my charms could be viewed by all.
Those that put bills in my garter when I danced by the stage edge got a very good view of all that I am between my thighs and could easily smell my arousal. A few times I was so bold as to let them slide their fingers through my wet gash for a quick feel. Then I would quickly backed up and using the pole did many erotic standing splits to let them see all and made sure my legs stayed open long enough for a very good view. Those bright lights were hot and I was covered in sweat but was worth it knowing that these men could see all that I had very clearly and that had me hotter then hell sexually. Now nude I stayed by the edge most of the time and a lot of bills were put in my garter. More then a few laughed and said marital garter, no doubt that white lace garter was obviously for a wedding. They would then look to my left hand, yes they were there, my engagement and wedding rings.
Soaked in sweat my thirty minutes was finally over, under those lights and a half hour of non-stop dancing I was beat. I gathered my things and went back to the dressing room. It was there that I realized just how much money those men tipped me, it was not ones they were putting in my garter it was fives and tens and some twenties. If anyone was to say black men are cheap they sure never met this crowd. I wasn't paid by the club I was dancing for fun and told them so. As for the tip money I divided it evenly and gave it to the regular dancers, I do quite well in my business so I really do not need the money.
I packed up and was about to leave when the manager came in, I thought he would say something about me allowing several roaming fingers access to the most forbidden place on my body by law.(My thoughts were what the hell it’s a one time thing) Instead he asked if I would dance a couple more sets so the other girls wouldn't have to be over worked to cover. He also said keep up the dirty dancing, since you’re an amateur we can get away with a lot more and the crowd loves it.
I danced two more regular twenty minute sets, each time I was nude inside of the first five minutes to the pleasure of all those men and there were several more deep roaming fingers. They offered to pay me for the night but I refused and again gave the other girls my tips. All in all I had a blast that night; I found I loved being totally ******* in front of all those black men.
I was so aroused when I was leaving that strip club my panties were soaked. While walking to my car there were two black men following me and in that neighborhood I thought that they may try something. Not waiting to find out by anything rough and my being horny as hell, I simply turned and asked if they were coming to scratch this itch I had deep inside and put my hand tapping over my pussy.
They were delighted to help out this white woman in distress and for the first time since high school I had sex in a car. I sucked and fucked them both in the back seat of their car which was parked near mine. I was sure glad they had a big car with a large back seat which was a lot roomier then those in my school days. I went home quite content but tired and very creamy inside. It was after three and I was beat when I got home, I showered and went to bed.
In bed before falling asleep I wondered what my family would think if they were to find out all of the naughty things I have done over the last ten months. I have had sex with black men and often in groups with my friend Gina, had lesbian sex with Gina and other women at interracial sex parties arranged as entertainment for the black men that attended. After meeting Mr.S. last November and getting involved in this little dare game; I have been an exhibitionist in malls and other places, had glory hole sex in both a truck stop restroom and an adult book store. I got a tattoo on my breast I also used my sex as a bet in a billiard game. Just recently I worked one night as a hotel chippie and another night as a stripper in a black gentleman's club. I really didn’t care about my husband finding out; what really concerned me was what my barely legal teen daughters would think of their mother being such a wanton black cock slut.
All the sex with black men had been bareback and unprotected as Mr. S was trying to get me knocked up. As luck would have it each time he gave me a dare challenge date that was to be near my ovulation I somehow avoided conception. I have since found out there was a medical reason I did not get pregnant those times. It seems I had a problem with my right Fallopian tube and it was blocked which had the same affect as if it were tied. It turned out each of those risky dares fell on the cycle that right ovary created the egg and it never got through.
Because of that I was going to give Mr. S one last shot at my eggs if he could think up a good dare that I would do. I have turned into quite a gambler over the last year and have begun taking serious chances with my eggs pushing the limits of my fertile days. I never would have thought of doing this early in this game.
Unfortunately or fortunately he seemed to have stopped coming to the chat room. Funny thing, Mr.S did have a good idea of my cycle but the last offer which never came would have fallen on my left ovary cycle. He may have succeeded in getting me knocked up if he had only been around to give me another dated risk challenge.
This I believe is the dare/challenge end-game, I did have that tube fixed but also felt that I have risked it long enough and finally went on the birth control shots. Telling my gynecologist I found out my husband has been cheating and I was worried she had me tested and gave me a clean bill of health. I will continue to cheat on my husband behind his back. I do get a real thrill out of doing to him what he has done to me for so many years so I will do so until he finds out. I will for now limit my liaisons with my friend Gina and her lovers and the select sex parties both of which we are sure all participants are clean.
Who knows I may feel naughty and risk it again sometime *LOL* I do so love to gamble. Reality truly is stranger then fiction and I have been a very naughty girl
Vivian
As usual my husband was away and this seemed like nothing since I had often walked around my home nude or in panties. Nothing sexual about it really except that I had forgotten about another little minor dare he gave me back in December that my girls didn't know about. Walking out nude as I crossed the living room my daughters and a girl friend that just happened to be over at the time got their first viewing of my little tattoo.
The tattoo is of a little black dolphin on the side of my right breast hidden usually by clothes and ******* only when I want. He had given me the little dare the month before and I had forgotten it that day so I had to explain to my girls that sometimes when a woman feels neglected she does something a little sexy to uplift her spirits. I just thought it was cute and I was feeling a little outrageous that day. My daughters and friend all thought it was really cool that I did it and kind of hot it being on my breast.
Getting back to my computer and chat with Mr.S took a while but he was still there and enjoyed that I had to explain the tattoo. Soon he had to go but before he did he gave me another sexual dare to do. This dare was to have sex in a billiard hall on a pool table with at least two black men, how it was to be done was up to me and as always the dares are to be done bareback.
I knew of a pool hall/bar where black men tend to hang out. I went there early afternoon on a school day. I figured that time of day I was least likely to run into kids and it would not be crowded. I had gotten a ball tray from the bar and while in there got a glass of wine then went into the pool-room picked a table and started playing. I used to be pretty good at this game when younger, a friend had a table in her home and we played 8 ball often with her brother.
It wasn't long two young black men came over and challenged me and said they usually played for fifty a game. I knew they were trying to hustle me and simply told them I didn't have enough cash to wager on a game. I did however tell them if they liked I would bet my white pussy to their fifty. They did hesitate momentarily upon hearing that but quickly accepted the wager of my sex verses their money.
After the break I got low balls they got high, we played one game and they had to alternate shots. At first they did not play well so I faltered my game a little being that I was trying to loose and complete my dare. They started out slow wanting to prolong the game and try to make it look like they were not hustling me. Soon they were playing well enough to make it look like it was a close game but never really being in their league I lost rather quickly later in the game.
Upon loosing the bet I let those two young men fuck me right there on the table. It was early afternoon with no one else in the room and the bar being in another we were not seen so I allowed them to have me two times each, bareback of course as required by the dare. The multiple cream-pies along with my own juices made for an interesting drive home and the panty shield was a creamy mess by the time I got there. With my husband at work and the daughters out getting cleaned up was no problem.
After completing the pool table dare I was feeling a lot better and more like me. I really do love the excitement of doing these outrageous things and after a while even the ************ dare no longer bothered me much. The rest of the week I was pretty much a good girl but when Saturday came around I again found Mr.S in chat. We chatted a while and he enjoyed hearing about my exploits in the billiard hall.
Before he left I guess he sensed I was back to normal (at least normal for me) Mr.S gave me a rather naughty dare to do. I was again to have glory-hole sex; this time I was to seek out and find an adult video store in a very black area. I was to stay in that glory-hole booth until I had sex with at least a dozen black men. I had to fuck at least two and also have anal sex with at least one other.
My husband being away on some kind of fishing trip with his redneck buddies and it being Saturday I thought maybe I could do it that night. I knew of an adult store over in Maryland in a mostly black neighborhood. I had seen it while with a friend shopping for a new car as it was in the area of a lot of car dealers. It would have to be something like a neighborhood store that would be risky enough; no way was I going to an inner city store.
I really thought about passing on this challenge, a lot that could go very wrong with it. This dare to me is very vulgar and it aroused me thinking of myself being so nasty that I did decide to at least go over and check out the store. If things looked good to me I may just do it, for some reason and I have no idea why the nastier these challenges are the hotter I get, both in anticipation and in the actual act of doing the dare. Mostly I would have to look over the clientele and also see if they even had a video booth with a glory-hole in it.
That night I dressed in easily removable clothes, not the sexiest but a wrap around mid thigh skirt and pull over T-shirt no panties or bra and slip on sandals then crossed the bridge into Maryland. I sat in my car in the parking lot a while; I brought a little bottled courage just to get my nerve up to go in and check out the place. Watching those going into the store and they were quite busy, mostly men but one couple went in; all were black which was reasonable since the neighborhood here was mostly.
I went in a little while after the couple I felt just a tiny bit less nervous with another woman in the place. The men there all looked pretty decent a little older then the couple maybe late twenties to late forties. I could almost feel their eyes on me as I looked around like I was shopping, mostly at the black dildos then saw the entrance to the peep shows.
Going back I checked the booths and found one open with a glory hole in it, I went in and locked the door and in no time had my clothes off. Feeding the machine a few dollars the movie played, it was a hot sex scene with a black man and woman fucking doggy style, I found I could flip to another video and found a nasty interracial one where several black men were gang-banging a white woman. Not long after changing the movie I heard someone come into the next booth.
I knew I was going to do the challenge so like at the glory hole in the gas station I put my fingers thru the hole. I made sure the one with my wedding ring was one of them; no mistaking it was that naughty married white female in this booth and got a quick response. I'm sure they all had seen me when I entered the store being the only white woman there. A mid sized black cock came to me thru the hole; I fondled it to start and soon knelt and took him in my mouth. It was then I realized that this booth was nowhere near as clean as that gas station with my sandals on I didn't feel just how sticky the floor was till I was on my knees. I also noticed now close up and in the light of the video just how cum stained the wall was and bumping it a few times with my face it too was sticky. Oh did I feel nasty sucking that black cock in such a dirty place.
This made me incredibly hot unlike the gas station this was being super naughty. He came quickly like those at the gas station not bothering to take his time for me. As his thick cum was sliding down my throat; I felt like such a dirty slut and with the help of my busy fingers had an orgasm. I was having so much fun being such a naughty girl so at first I thought it was going to be an easy challenge. After swallowing several loads I needed to give my stomach a break and let most of the rest shoot their cum all over my face and breasts. They did not all come one after the other, I would do one or two then have to sometimes wait 10 min or more before the next would enter the booth. After each I cleaned up with some wipes I brought which turned out to be a mistake later.
This time I made it a point to look at each man before he filled the hole and number eight looked older and nice along with a good sized dick so I chose him to be one to fuck me. After an initial sucking to get him wet and ready he was very pleased when I turned and slipped him into my soaking wet cock-sheath. Pushing him in deep and now my ass upon that nasty cum sticky wall I let him fuck my pussy as hard as he wanted. Bent over doggy I looked between my legs as this strange black cock pounded me bareback. Orgasms came to me quickly and multiple and this black man just kept on hammering his dick into me. Older man he was and he knew how to make it last, he was in me quite a while and brought me thru so many orgasms before he pushed deep and unloaded his balls inside me. I don't know if it had been a while for him or it was normal but he gave me the biggest load of cum I ever took. He shot it hard and fast and it was running down my thighs before he even pulled out and when he did it really flowed out of me.
I used the last of my wipes cleaning up the massive load of his sperm which seemed to be coming out in buckets. With no more wipes now realizing my mistake in using them earlier, I just sucked and swallowed numbers nine and ten. When I saw number eleven I knew he was to be the anal fuck, he was above average, maybe seven or eight inches but not thick and with the wall I could control depth. Being out of wipes I figured I could keep his cum in my ass till I could clean up later. I will swallow number twelve also so at this time I felt I had the challenge beat. Same as with the fuck I sucked him till hard and wet and when asked if he wanted my ass he was very delighted. I turned and with him thru the wall I guided that long lean cock into my ass. It did hurt a little at first since I rarely did anal and only recently but soon had him deep inside. After the first few moments the hurt was gone and it felt good in there.
This man also knew how to make things last and after quite a while of steady pounding in my ass it was making wet farting noise and I began to smell the odor and the more he fucked the stronger it got. I was getting very embarrassed about having gas, then heard him say oh yeah baby, get nasty, that’s the way ass fucking should be. I was so glad that wall was between us, it sort of grossed me out but he seemed to love it.
Although the smell was a bit strong the continuous pumping had me well on the way to orgasm. I 'm not sure but I think it was my fault it happened, he had been taking long strokes pulling almost all the way out. Just as I started to orgasm he popped out then my legs being tired slipped some then I straightened up and when pushed forward he slid into my pussy. He must have been on the edge also and when he slid in deep it pushed me over the edge and my cum-craver just clamped down on him causing his release filling me deep inside.
I noticed as soon as he pulled out I was a bit sticky down there and the smell was now quite strong. It was then that I realized that he went into me dirty and at the time freaked me out. I panicked at first and tried to clean off with some of the used wipes but they were so well soaked in cum they were falling apart in my hands. I always carry panties and a shield in my purse if needed when out so I put them on dressed and got out of there. Sorry number twelve but I had to get home and clean out fast.
Without traffic at that hour I made it home in just about thirty minutes, once home I left the windows down in the car to air out and went inside. Thankfully it was late and my girls were asleep so I slipped in unnoticed. Once in the master bath I stripped and cleaned up, thankfully he wasn't as dirty as I thought. I douched thoroughly then took a shower and went to bed.
Laying there I found it hard to sleep I kept thinking how vulgar this particular dare was and yet I had never had so much fun in my life. Yes this was real fun no worries or head games just a dick thru the wall. Most times I thought of it as an object or toy like a dildo and it was sex with absolutely no strings or emotional bullshit to mess things up, it was just pure naughty fun and aside from getting a dirty pussy I loved every second of it. I will have to do it again sometime however I think I will not try anal again thru the glory-hole. I was a little worried I may get an infection but luck was with me again and nothing happened.
[If there was any one dare that would define my sex life this was it. Ever since doing this challenge I have been drawn to glory-holes. I know that it is probably the nastiest and one of the most dangerous ways of having sex that I would do. I do take precautions but risking interracial pregnancy by fucking bareback and unprotected at a glory-hole is just so damned vulgar that it is my Achilles-heel. When my most fertile time is near, I’m drawn to them like a moth to a flame. Vivian: 02/20/2024]
(Back to 2009) Another week had passed until I saw Mr.S in chat again and told him some about the glory hole experience. We chatted a while and finally he got around to my next challenge. Mr.S asked me if I ever tried ATM, well naive me had to ask him what it was and when he told me it meant ass-to-mouth. I almost told him hell no after the affair in the glory hole. While chatting I did look it up and saw a few videos with ATM, in the videos it actually looked so naughty it made me hot.
I got to thinking if I did it in the afternoon and not so late at night my bowels would be empty since I usually relieve them in the morning. Mr.S then told me he wanted me to do it not just from mine but also from another woman's ass, after accepting the dare I said good bye and logged off. The only woman I would trust to try this with was my friend Gina. Since she helped me get started with interracial sex we have become quite close and have shared a number of black men.
I called Gina and told her what I wanted to try and after some pressure from her I had to tell her about the dare game. I told Gina about the game and how long I had been doing these dares I did however leave out telling her about the ************ challenge. To say the least she was intrigued by the game and told me she would also try the ATM dare with me, we both decided that if it came out dirty though we wouldn't.
Gina made the arrangements with two of her black lovers that like anal sex and a few days later I went to Gina's for the challenge. It was early afternoon and we both had several drinks to get the nerve to do something so nasty. After some lengthy anal fucking they pulled out and seeing there was nothing visible I took him in my mouth I also saw Gina do the same. I did taste something, maybe a hint of my ass on his cock but it wasn't as bad as I thought. We both had another drink and tried it from each other, it tasted only a little nastier but not bad. Neither one of us liked it so we both added another never again to our list as we both decided it was a one time thing.
Finding Mr.S in the chat room the following Saturday morning I described my ATM adventure and explained to him that I had to tell Gina about our game. He enjoyed me telling him that she did go along with the dare and also tried it herself. The next challenge he wanted me to again involve my friend, we were to go to a mall dressed sexy and pick up two black men and fuck them somewhere in the mall.
After logging off I called Gina and she was all for it, and since it was early she wanted to do it that afternoon. The chosen mall of course was mostly black shoppers and we got a lot of looks from everyone there. In no time Gina had two young men picked out and soon she had engaged them in conversation, it never ceases to amaze me at how fast she can pick up men. Gina does seem to prefer young men and I noticed that these two she picked appeared to be a little younger then I would have wanted but she assured me they both were of age.
We had been in this mall before so we took them to a restroom that isn't frequently used. Locking the door we got undressed and knelt each taking one and helping him out of his pants. On the restroom floor with their black cocks in front of our faces we each took them into our mouths at the same time and started sucking them. In no time we had them both rock hard and first Gina then me; we turned and slid them into our hot white cum-cravers. We told them to do it hard and fast we didn't have a lot of time to play with there in the mall. Both young men fucked us hard each in turn blowing his load inside us. When they left they took our panties leaving us to make our way to the parking lot with cum leaking down our legs. We sure didn't get out of there unnoticed which for me made my pussy hotter and to be naughty I even pushed out more cum to run down my thighs. Gina noticed this and did the same, my god I'm turning into such a naughty slut, a few months back I would never had done such a thing much less leave leaking.
First week in February I was on my period when I caught up with Mr.S. It had been a couple weeks since I had seen him in chat and we discussed the mall dare, I then asked him if he read part one of my story. He said he had and suggested I be more graphic I told him I would try but I'm not a porn writer. Feeling bold I told him I planned to go on the birth control shots soon and I would give him one more shot at my eggs. Before I did he was to give me another high risk challenge where he was to also pick the date. Mr.S challenged me to have a gang bang with four black men and had to keep their seed in me for at least ten hours after. When he gave me the date of February nineteenth I knew then he had either sensed or deduced I was near or on my period at the time.
This dare really scared me I told him he was cutting it close but it was iffy. He had no idea according to my chart just how close he was. The next two weeks I was very nervous I really thought about not doing it and just saying I did. The only trouble with that is I had given my word that I would do it which meant I would go through with this challenge and hope with my age I would get very lucky and again miss getting knocked up. When telling Gina about this challenge she thought I was out of my mind but did help to set up the gang bang party at her place.
When the day came I was scared to death, so far I had not ovulated, and I really was praying it would come early. When I arrived at Gina's I noticed quite a few black men there not just four. It seems that she had let out that my eggs were to be at risk and the black men just flocked there hoping to get a chance to knock me up. I wasn't in her home two minutes before I was nude and on my knees sucking and as soon as I was wet a black cock was inside me.
Each stroke had me getting more and more aroused but also built the fear in me that I really had fucked-up this time and will walk out this evening knocked up with a mixed race child. He pushed deep and held tight, I felt great fear as his cock twitched and pulsed inside me, I could feel the warmth of his cum as he was filling me and on my thighs as it was leaking out. All I thought was “oh my god!” I then suddenly exploded into one very intense orgasm. He pumped the last of his sperm deep inside then pulled out and another took his place and slid into me.
There was no anal sex and little oral except to just get them hard, they wanted nothing more then to pour their seed into my fertile white baby-oven. Each seemed to be on a mission to see if they could pump my white belly up with a baby. One after another they took their turns each adding their seed deep inside my womb, forgotten was my fear, my body caught up in the many orgasms.
I had no idea exactly how many men fucked me that afternoon or how many times they used me; I lost count somewhere around six or seven but am sure it was many more. Gina had sex with some but they would not cum in her and saved their seed for me. Throughout the afternoon as my pussy was being inseminated by one black cock after another, the idea of me becoming pregnant continued to drift across my mind keeping me in an almost constant state of orgasm. Several hours later after cleaning up I left Gina's a bit sore with a tampon, panty shield and panties to hold the flood of cum still deep inside me. I looked at my watch it was 5:30 pm, dinner would be just a little late.
I got home a little after 6:00 pm and with the help of my girls started to prepare dinner. I was feeling very naughty, my daughters had no idea that sperm from almost a dozen black men were swimming around deep inside their mother as we cooked. Although exhausted I found it a little hard to get to sleep that night. As I lay next to my husband with my cum-dumpster full of black men's sperm all I could think about was that most likely I was pregnant already and it would take a miracle not to be. Ten hours after the gang bang would be around 3:30am, it would be suspicious if I got up then so I wouldn't be able to douche till my usual shower around 7:00am.
I woke up in a sweat around 4:00am from a dream of me with a very pregnant belly but did manage not wake up my husband. After relaxing and cooling off some I drifted back to sleep with the thought that my ovaries were dropping my egg into a sea of Afro-American sperm. The next two weeks I was very nervous and when my period was late the first day I was filled with dread, second day late I just knew I fucked-up and got preggers. I was all set to go to the store on the third day to get a pregnancy tester when my period started, unbelievable I lucked out again.
Now the first part of March I found Mr.S in chat, I had not seen him for the previous two weeks and when chatting I got the feeling he was a little disappointed that I had not gotten pregnant. I was asked by him if I had ever danced at a strip club, I told him no and he said my next challenge was to find a strip club frequented by black men and see if they would permit me to dance.
I found this challenge ironic; the reason being is that in January I had chatted with a woman that had danced at a club on an amateur night. I knew of the strip club she danced at, it was located near GWU. When I was going there for my masters several women I knew danced at this club to help pay their way thru school. While chatting with her I thought it would be something fun to try but for me in a black gentleman’s club. The club she danced at would not work for me because the clientele was mostly white.
Since then I had found a black strip club in upper NW Washington and had been debating whether I should try stripping before I met Mr.S that day, so I already had part of this challenge arranged before I even got it. I had even went shopping and picked up an easily removed sexy outfit along with a quick remove G string like I had seen on this HBO series I recently been watching about exotic dancers.
It was a Friday evening and my husband had already left on one of his so called business trips. He said he had to prepare for an early meeting Monday and needed the weekend (Bullshit he was fucking one of his girlfriends and I have video to prove it) but I didn't care.
I never bothered to call I just went to that club since I found in business showing up in person I get less run-around. Walking inside I integrated the place being the only white person in there and was my alabaster skin really showing up. I ordered a drink at the bar and after drinking some and watching the dancers a while (which the black women here danced entirely different from that HBO series) I asked to see the manager.
I was taken to his office and outside his door I got the idea he was quite upset, I didn't hear exactly what he was saying but the attitude was loud and obvious. When he was told someone wanted to see him the door was just swinging open. The response he gave me was a loud WHAT THE FUCK DO THEY WAAA---HOLY SHIT dayum girl I hope you're a dancer? With his frown turning to a big smile. I explained I never have and was hoping he had an amateur night like some clubs I had heard of. He said he didn't but if I wanted he had two of his dancers get arrested and sure would let me have the stage that night if I wanted since he was going to be short of strippers.
I said I would dance and hope I didn't disappoint any of his customers with my lack of experience. The manager I believe was playing on my ego since he needed me to fill in for his missing dancers told me with my looks I would not disappoint any group of men and especially this one with my snow white skin. I know I'm an attractive woman and although I had been told many times I look like I'm still in my twenties I am thirty seven years old and not one of those young girls that usually are exotic dancers.
I went out to my car thankful that I had brought the outfit I bought to start my dance. When buying my dancer outfit I had forgotten one little detail, a garter and when I was about to leave the house I had a wicked thought and went to a box I had a few keepsakes in and took out the white lace garter I wore on my wedding day. The wedding was outside and after the ceremony I thru my bouquet but it started to rain and we all headed to the reception. With everyone drinking then one thing after the other my husband never got to throw the garter so I still had it. Backstage I changed into my little outfit, a very short green wrap-around miniskirt, under a quick release thong and the white marital garter on my thigh and topped with a shear almost see thru darker green blouse no bra and four inch heels. With my light auburn hair and emerald eyes, green is my color and really does look good on me. Now dressed and ready the manager took me to see the Dee-jay to pick my music.
Once there laughing jokingly I said: “I doubt you have any A J or Shania.”
The manager looked at me with a strange “what” look on his face. The Dee-jay also laughed and just said country music.
Telling him I have no idea about rap or hip-hop music so let me just tell you what I don't want and would like and let you choose the music. He said good enough, so I explained that I didn't want any music promoting any kind of violence or hatred especially toward white people. I did tell him that the music could be as sexually graphic as he likes preferably as erotic as hell, especially along the lines of black men fucking and or impregnating white women.
As for as the lights I wanted to be seen, they could see what lights look good on me but I do want them bright enough so that all can see every nook and cranny of my womanly charms. I figured I was only going to do this once and in D.C. it is full nude dancing so I was going to be as naughty as I could get away with. I then hit the bar for a little liquid courage.
It was now 10PM, the regular dancers had already done several sets and now it was my turn to give them a little break. I was told that they stretched the usual 20 min set to 30 min for me I was to be topless in the first 5 min and nude by10min and stay nude the remainder of the set. My music started and I strutted out onto the stage first I just heard the music and the crowd was silent. When they realized white pussy was on stage they started cheering and a lot of hoots and cat-calls and several sexual remarks. I was very nervous at first but that ended very quickly as soon as I mentally got into the music and dancing. Not being able to dance anything like those black women it was more like shaking then anything else but my white body was too toned for that. I danced much like I had seen on HBO, I would use the pole that the other dancers didn't and do some split moves like I used to do in high school gymnastics. The music was hot and incredibly nasty promoting interracial sex and inseminating the white women. Having no idea of the artists or the names of the songs however they had me steaming and my G-string had become very damp. I removed my blouse, there on stage “me” a wife and mother of three was showing off her pink nipple snow white breasts to a packed house of horny black men. A few times I danced over to the edge of the stage where the men would put money in my garter. Minutes later I played with my skirt then unhooked it and tossed it over with my blouse. Onstage now with nothing more on then a tiny thong which covered very little and by then obviously wet I again danced over to the edge where more men put money in my garter and my thong. I felt more then a few times fingers wander quickly across my bare ass and the thong. As I danced a crazy thought passed thru my mind, I wonder what my racist husband would say if he saw me, his white wife dancing nude in front of this crowd of black men.
So many bills in my thong and garter I danced over to my pile of clothes and put the money with them. The music black hip-hop / rap was well chosen for me, it was very sexually nasty. I popped the catch on my thong, it was soaked and dripped with my juices I also tossed it in the pile and there I was totally nude in front of them, being a Friday night the place was packed. With the thong off my juices flowed freely down my thighs, there was no doubt this white woman was aroused and with the requested bright lighting it was hidden from no one. My pussy is baby bare and smooth from a recent Brazilian wax and my charms could be viewed by all.
Those that put bills in my garter when I danced by the stage edge got a very good view of all that I am between my thighs and could easily smell my arousal. A few times I was so bold as to let them slide their fingers through my wet gash for a quick feel. Then I would quickly backed up and using the pole did many erotic standing splits to let them see all and made sure my legs stayed open long enough for a very good view. Those bright lights were hot and I was covered in sweat but was worth it knowing that these men could see all that I had very clearly and that had me hotter then hell sexually. Now nude I stayed by the edge most of the time and a lot of bills were put in my garter. More then a few laughed and said marital garter, no doubt that white lace garter was obviously for a wedding. They would then look to my left hand, yes they were there, my engagement and wedding rings.
Soaked in sweat my thirty minutes was finally over, under those lights and a half hour of non-stop dancing I was beat. I gathered my things and went back to the dressing room. It was there that I realized just how much money those men tipped me, it was not ones they were putting in my garter it was fives and tens and some twenties. If anyone was to say black men are cheap they sure never met this crowd. I wasn't paid by the club I was dancing for fun and told them so. As for the tip money I divided it evenly and gave it to the regular dancers, I do quite well in my business so I really do not need the money.
I packed up and was about to leave when the manager came in, I thought he would say something about me allowing several roaming fingers access to the most forbidden place on my body by law.(My thoughts were what the hell it’s a one time thing) Instead he asked if I would dance a couple more sets so the other girls wouldn't have to be over worked to cover. He also said keep up the dirty dancing, since you’re an amateur we can get away with a lot more and the crowd loves it.
I danced two more regular twenty minute sets, each time I was nude inside of the first five minutes to the pleasure of all those men and there were several more deep roaming fingers. They offered to pay me for the night but I refused and again gave the other girls my tips. All in all I had a blast that night; I found I loved being totally ******* in front of all those black men.
I was so aroused when I was leaving that strip club my panties were soaked. While walking to my car there were two black men following me and in that neighborhood I thought that they may try something. Not waiting to find out by anything rough and my being horny as hell, I simply turned and asked if they were coming to scratch this itch I had deep inside and put my hand tapping over my pussy.
They were delighted to help out this white woman in distress and for the first time since high school I had sex in a car. I sucked and fucked them both in the back seat of their car which was parked near mine. I was sure glad they had a big car with a large back seat which was a lot roomier then those in my school days. I went home quite content but tired and very creamy inside. It was after three and I was beat when I got home, I showered and went to bed.
In bed before falling asleep I wondered what my family would think if they were to find out all of the naughty things I have done over the last ten months. I have had sex with black men and often in groups with my friend Gina, had lesbian sex with Gina and other women at interracial sex parties arranged as entertainment for the black men that attended. After meeting Mr.S. last November and getting involved in this little dare game; I have been an exhibitionist in malls and other places, had glory hole sex in both a truck stop restroom and an adult book store. I got a tattoo on my breast I also used my sex as a bet in a billiard game. Just recently I worked one night as a hotel chippie and another night as a stripper in a black gentleman's club. I really didn’t care about my husband finding out; what really concerned me was what my barely legal teen daughters would think of their mother being such a wanton black cock slut.
All the sex with black men had been bareback and unprotected as Mr. S was trying to get me knocked up. As luck would have it each time he gave me a dare challenge date that was to be near my ovulation I somehow avoided conception. I have since found out there was a medical reason I did not get pregnant those times. It seems I had a problem with my right Fallopian tube and it was blocked which had the same affect as if it were tied. It turned out each of those risky dares fell on the cycle that right ovary created the egg and it never got through.
Because of that I was going to give Mr. S one last shot at my eggs if he could think up a good dare that I would do. I have turned into quite a gambler over the last year and have begun taking serious chances with my eggs pushing the limits of my fertile days. I never would have thought of doing this early in this game.
Unfortunately or fortunately he seemed to have stopped coming to the chat room. Funny thing, Mr.S did have a good idea of my cycle but the last offer which never came would have fallen on my left ovary cycle. He may have succeeded in getting me knocked up if he had only been around to give me another dated risk challenge.
This I believe is the dare/challenge end-game, I did have that tube fixed but also felt that I have risked it long enough and finally went on the birth control shots. Telling my gynecologist I found out my husband has been cheating and I was worried she had me tested and gave me a clean bill of health. I will continue to cheat on my husband behind his back. I do get a real thrill out of doing to him what he has done to me for so many years so I will do so until he finds out. I will for now limit my liaisons with my friend Gina and her lovers and the select sex parties both of which we are sure all participants are clean.
Who knows I may feel naughty and risk it again sometime *LOL* I do so love to gamble. Reality truly is stranger then fiction and I have been a very naughty girl
Vivian
Mr.S Returns, Dares, Degredation and Naughty Thrills: By Vivian
I went on birth control shots not long after I lost track of Mr.S. in late spring. I only saw him a few times all summer and the dares he tried to give me were too far out and not within my guidelines. I had to remind him that this isn't just fantasy and these challenges have to be realistic if I was to do them so those were just not done. Surfing the net again I stopped in that other interracial chat-room and story sight. There they had the white woman's obligations, a list of things expected of a black cock slut. I have to say reading them the first time last year they sounded like complete nonsense. Now not all but much of that list made sense. They also have a questionnaire about being turned out as a ***** professionally and that really hit home.
Many in Dark Cavern chat had asked me about engaging in ************ after having read my stories. I have to say going that one step beyond is not for every woman, my first time it gave me a rough time with my emotions. I did however accept the fact that now I'm a ***** and at times still get a perverse thrill out of selling my body. You can judge me ill if you wish but there is something about letting myself go that low that totally released my sexual inhibitions. I'm a sex-worker, a *****. a chippie I now admit it to myself and I know it sounds strange but by releasing my mind the orgasms I have had fucking for money are quite powerful.
I know I will never need to actually make a living as a call-girl and doubt seriously I’ll become a pavement princess, which would be too dangerous. Once I got over the initial shock I did find it very fulfilling when I sold my body as a *********. I love my new sex life and have no regrets as to what I have done; in fact I wish every female could release their inhibitions and feel what I have. I'm no saint if I were I would not be writing these stories or be hanging out in interracial chat-rooms like Dark Cavern. I'm a ***** and now whether they are right or wrong the things I do will reflect that.
During the summer I kept it kind of low key for me and only had sex with Gina's black lovers and went to a few of the interracial sex parties with the group I was introduced to by her. I also danced two more times at that black gentleman's club. I gave the manager my cell number in case there was an emergency and he needed a stripper.
During that same time period in the Dark Cavern chat I talked to several people and found most did enjoy my stories. A few of them wanted to take the place of Mr.S. and give me dares to do. All of these challenges were so ridiculous wanting to involve animals or having me do the most outrageous things, such as having an anal sex gang bang with over thirty black men so I just said forget about it. I guess they thought it was role-play or fantasy and not that I intended to actually go and do them.
Surprise Mr.S. showed up in chat in late September. We had a nice chat and after reminding him of my dare rules he came up with a nice challenge. I was to be paid entertainment at either a bachelor party or football party with black men. The key word here is paid as he wanted me to again sell my body. I had heard of one by one of Gina's lovers but was too late to get in on that so now I had to find one. Unless some friend is having one (I sure would not be the ***** at any close friends party) they are impossible to find. Again with Gina’s help that same black lover of hers introduced me to a friend, Diane who ran a call-girl service, along with her regular call-girls she also specializes in arranging white ladies of the evening for black men. I told her what I was looking for and she had a bachelor party coming up and gave me the job.
Party was pre-paid I handled no money and was to be paid after by her. They were to be charged by how many men contracted and if any extra I was to tell and their card would be billed accordingly. I was of course to be a full service ***** as well as the two other girls Laura and Carol, both much younger than me in their early twenties. Twelve black men were contracted that meant four each, when we entered the hotel room there was a lot more black men than expected, the count twenty six. Carol freaked at the number and left. It was then up to me and Laura to handle them all or call it quits. She told me she was game if I was so that night in a gang bang orgy the two of us sucked and fucked all twenty six black men. A few had us twice including the groom to be and Sam the host of the party. They did realized their numbers and took care not to push too hard giving us food, drinks and many well earned breaks
We both left the hotel a bit sore and leaking cum from our well overfilled goop-chutes. My new friend and I both had a feeling of accomplishment to a job well done and she told me she would work with me anytime. I have to say it was fun being the center of attention among all those men and being a paid ***** gave me this uncanny thrill the entire time. As they say after the first times a woman gets accustomed to being a paid *****. This time I felt only pleasure and lust and none of the misgivings I had that first time. I was amazed at how much I was paid, I had to accept it as the key word in the dare is "paid". Diane gave us both extra because we went ahead and covered the job without the third girl; we also were paid for the extra men.
Diane knew this was to be a one time thing for me, I told her I was grateful she let me do this and I gave her my cell number and said if she has an emergency I may be available. So far I did do one other date for her, a one on one and yes it was full service. Must have been a month later I saw MR.S. and told him about the dare. We chatted some and he had to go with no challenge this time but did say he would be in a lot more often.
A few weeks later, Saturday late November a year since we first met and started this dare game I find Mr.S. in chat. It had been some time since I had done something naughty and prodded him to give me a hot challenge. I wanted something risky to excite me; it had to be the risk of being caught since I was on the shots, although it soon needed to be renewed.
He asked what I was going to do that day so I told him not much just going shopping with my daughters. I was thinking he may give me another short skirt panty-less exhibition dare, maybe the girls will see maybe not. Well I wasn't far off he told me to use a tube top as a skirt but was permitted to wear panties this time. I didn't own a tube top so I would have to buy one big enough to go around my ass and change there. He also told me to use that same Maryland mall.
Mr. S had remembered that the truck stop from my first glory-hole dare was on the way. My stomach started to ache when he made the second part of the challenge. We were to stop for gas I was to go into the rest room leave the door unlocked and stall door unlatched partially open. I was then to get nude and see if I could suck at least one cock at the glory-hole and fuck one other, then see if I could get back to the car without getting caught. Ever since we started this game Mr. S. has tried to get at least one of my girls to catch me. My thinking at this time I would do the exhibition dare but skip the glory-hole, no way could I hide it especially from my nosey impatient youngest.
When I signed off chat to go to the mall, knowing the girls would be going with me I took a long drink of wine to settle my nerves. going outside I found my girls were invited to a movie with friends. My oldest Heather having seen that movie told me she would go with me; there were a few things she wanted to get. On the way to the mall without her sisters my oldest confessed to me she found some stories in the Darkwanderer story sight. She said things looked all too familiar and then she read about the dare where I was to walk out nude and my daughters and a friend saw my black dolphin tattoo. She then knew for sure it was me that wrote them. She asked how much was real, embarrassed I simply told her there was some writers privilege and left it at that hoping she would think most was fiction not fact. Heather told me later on my computer she found the originals in my office program along with my notes and was sure some were very real.
To say the ride to the Mall was a little uncomfortable to me hearing my daughter found my stories and now knows some of the things I had been doing. She did ask about some of the minor dares and my times at Gina's I had to confess to those she knew of Gina and her thing for black men was no secret. My daughter then surprised me and told me she thought it was super cool that her mom was such a hottie. Heather then said that after all the times her dad cheated on me it was about time I finally went out and had some fun for myself. I was stunned that she knew about him and told her so; Heather simply said that the three of my daughters knew for years but he is their father and didn't know what to do. Being the oldest they confided in her and with many of their friends parents divorced they said nothing afraid of what may happen
At the mall I figured what the hell she knows of the previous exhibition dares so we found a shop with hot little tube tops and I found one that did fit around my ass. When I came out Heather laughed and said I looked incredibly hot she then asked if it was a dare from my Mr.S to wear it? I told her yes it was my dare to do just that and go shopping wearing it. Giggling my daughter said wait and went to the rack and found one for her, I said nothing when she went into the booth to change. Coming out I was shocked, here was my daughter no longer the little girl I knew, here stood a stunning very sexy young woman with a body and look most would die for. There she stood 5ft.8in. tall 135lbs. her fathers honey blond hair long to mid back, my emerald green eyes, 36C high firm breasts, 25in waist and 36in hips. I looked at her smiling face and suddenly realized for the first time just how beautiful and sexy my daughter really was. Maybe I'm a little biased about her beauty but then I am her mother; however others think she is beautiful as well.
I looked at her very short tube top skirt and it was obvious she was panty-less she then saw I was wearing mine, I told her they were permitted this dare. I was wrong when I thought she would put hers back on, Heather simply said: mom, all your others were panty-less why change now. I removed my panties, my daughters all shaved for their bikinis this past summer I saw Heather still kept her pussy bare as did I. After paying for the tube top skirts for over two hours my daughter and I shopped the mall giving everyone that could get slightly below us a good show of our sex and asses. We always had several black males following us especially around stairs and escalators. Heather's thighs wet as well as mine showed she was as aroused as I was exhibiting ourselves around the mall.
We left the mall both hot and excited Heather talked more about my stories. My daughter told me how hot they made her and admitted that she masturbated to them often knowing it was her own mother doing such hot things and with black men no less. On the ride as she told me these things and me still very aroused from sharing that little exhibition dare with my own daughter, I wondered if I could pull off the second half of the challenge. I was thinking with it being just her I could have her fill the car, this giving me time. I could run in set the door and stall as required then immediately suck one then fuck another. I would then push out the cum in the toilet wipe up and get back to the car. As we came to the truck stop I made my decision, I love the thrill of the gamble, I told Heather to pull in we needed gas.
I have to say I feel a lot more comfortable having sex at this glory-hole as to the one in the adult store. For one: it is a lot cleaner and two: at this truck stop the hole does not go from the ladies room into the men's restroom but into a shop storage room which means I only have sex with employees of the station. I noticed this one day I was here giving oral, when the men switched I could see thru the hole into the room. I saw not another restroom but a store room filled with boxes of oil and other supplies. It is a lot less likely that any of the men would have STD's here and share them with co-workers and friends.
The glory-hole at the adult store I had to be more on my toes before I chose a cock I would let inside me. That is something quite difficult if I have my lust upon me. I find when I'm very aroused it is difficult to have any real rational thought and I do or permit things I may not when not in lust and have a clear head. It was a good thing when I was doing the challenge at that adult store I had a lot more time between cocks for my body and brain to cool and I could choose more rationally. I did find that nasty adult store glory-hole got me much hotter, more excited and stronger orgasms. After we pulled up to the pumps I swiped my card and left Heather to fill the car telling her I needed to pee.
I had to hurry, I was scared as hell, quickly I entered and as told I didn't lock the main door or latch the stall door. Without even stopping I immediately put my fingers thru the hole, it took a few minutes, during this lull I wished I had another drink. soon I was rewarded with a nice thick black cock. Quickly to my knees I had it in my mouth, I removed my top as I sucked that black dick. In my haste I paid no attention to my surroundings just my task at hand, fingers in my pussy getting me wet for the next. It took a little time he was not as quick as most, I think he helped prolong it, working diligently soon his cum was sliding down my throat.
Once he was done the next black cock came thru the glory-hole, longer also thinner. I had to fuck him and fast, only a few strokes with my mouth to get him wet I turned and into my pussy he went. My kitty was soaked, I always get that way doing nasty things and risking getting caught by my daughter was about as naughty as I have been in a long time. Pumping hard and fast he lasted only a few minutes and then he too was emptying his balls this time deep inside my cream-canal. As he was cumming inside me, in orgasm I pushed my pussy hard to the wall. I was still in orgasm when that cock pulled out of my pussy and immediately another slid easily into my creamy cooze. This one was longer, I had mixed feelings I knew I didn't have time for three but he felt so damn good.
We could not have taken five strokes when I looked up, horrified I saw my daughter watching as I was fucking some unknown black thru a glory-hole. I didn't know what to do; the man on the other side had no idea and just kept fucking my white married pussy. A few moments passed and as I looked at my daughter I saw she was not upset, what I saw was lust in her eyes. I looked down, Heather had her hand under that tube top skirt and her fingers were going crazy on her clit.
Seeing my daughter masturbating as she watched me fuck took me to orgasm in a matter of seconds. My brain lost in heat and lust not thinking I slid off that black cock, without saying a word I held it with one hand and the other hand I held up with a jester of offering it to her. Heather a look of disbelief whispered I've sucked boyfriends but never anything like this. I whispered back do what you would like. A little shaky my daughter knelt next to me opened her mouth and took that black cock covered in the mixture of my juices and cum from the previous cock into her mouth. It was obvious she had little or no experience because she just sucked on it. Quickly took her hand I whispered: like a popsicle, like this and put her finger in my mouth and demonstrated what she should do. Heather a quick learner began to suck that black cock properly.
I delayed removing the finger; I was so hot and it was so wrong it triggered an orgasm. It had been the one she was masturbating with and the flavor of her sex was strong on it. Finally removing her finger I removed my daughters blouse as she sucked that cock so it wouldn't get soiled. I was able to whisper in her ear to let him cum in her mouth and to swallow; I told her black men expect that. Heather's eyes showed question but then she had no time to think the black cock began to fill her mouth with cum. She swallowed what she could but some did escape her mouth and drip, I caught a large dollop of cum from her lips. I have no idea what possessed me to do what I did, it must have been pure lust controlling my mind, I took that cum and rubbed it into her pussy, mostly around her clit but then pushed my finger a little inside her and she had an orgasm.
Heather and I share-sucked the next black cock that came thru the hole, I let her also swallow this one's cum. Again another, this one thinner but long, I put this one in my pussy and started fucking. Heather watched closely and with great interest, I whispered do you want to try this? The look I got followed by her asking, you will really let me? I told her yes if she wanted to.
Heather gave me a nervous nod, I slid off that dick, I held it as she turned and backed up to the hole in a doggy style as I had. When she got close I guided that long black cock into my daughter’s pussy. Heather was tight but very wet and pushing back he slid slowly into her. The look on Heathers face when she bottomed was a mixture of lust and ecstasy. I noticed no blood and asked. She told me a brush handle got her cherry and this was her first real cock. She kept him deep for a few moments till she got used to it then started to slow fuck. Pumping a little faster she started getting the rhythm; now the timing was set they started fucking faster and faster. I couldn't believe what I was feeling, so much lust and excitement, I should have been concerned and should never had let her even start.
Here I was going crazy watching my daughter having sex with a man for the first time in of all places a nasty glory-hole. This time Heather did not whisper she let out a loud grunt and yell ungh-ahieeee then slammed her ass back against the wall, her orgasm so strong it overtook her. The black on the other side couldn't hold out any longer and hearing his grunt I saw him push deep. My face only inches from their union I watched the pulse swelling of that black cock as he pumped his sperm deep into Heather's baby-oven.
It was at this point I suddenly realized that I may have still been protected from my shots and not at a fertile time however I had no idea of my daughters cycle and she of course was totally unprotected. All I could think of at that time was oh shit what if? Then had an orgasm as I watched his seed overflow out of her over filled cock-cave and oozed down her thighs.
Still hot and giggling like a couple of school girls we cleaned up and put our blouses back on. It wasn't until we were back on the road that the reality of what I just did and especially what I permitted my daughter to do hit me. Heather driving, I looked out the passenger window and just started to cry.
How could I allow such a thing to happen? I just invited my daughter to have unprotected sex. Of all things, her first time with some unknown black guy thru a glory-hole. Tears streaming down my cheeks as I recalled seeing his seed running down her thighs, my god what if she had just gotten pregnant. I felt like I had to be the worst mother on the planet to just watch and do nothing as it fueled my own lust.
After a few miles I realized my daughter had started talking asking what was wrong? As I told her I was so sorry and continued to cry, telling her I let it get out of hand and it was my arousal that kept me from stopping what happened. Heather almost yelled MOTHER stop it I wanted it, I had seen this truck stop several times we had gone to this mall and knew from the stories that it was the one. Every time we had my sisters with us and I knew nothing would happen, I prayed for the day it was just us and prayed harder that with luck you may have a challenge or just feel naughty. I have fantasized about this day so many times as I masturbated so stop crying, you have just given me the best day of my life and you have nothing to be ashamed of!
As she drove my daughter eased my pain telling me all the things she read and have wanted to try. Just like me she has the lust she laughed saying with both her over-sexed mother and her lustful cheating father she had no choice it is in her genes and is as over-sexed as I am. Listening to Heather talk reminded me just how mature she is for her age, much more than some of my friends over twice her age. My daughter a little hyper and impulsive as any young woman may be, perhaps a little naive in sex but as with her sisters definitely intelligent with uncanny common sense and focused. A little reminder of just what great kids I have, all three are very smart and pretty.
That thought brought me to ask Heather just how much my other daughters know about the stories and me? She simply said they know nothing of either as yet, other than you go out occasionally. The way she emphasized “as yet” told me she wanted something and that she may use this information about me to get it. I knew from her look she was aware I got the message, trying to gain control I stated I just wonder how many laws we just broke. Heather's response surprised the hell out of me she simply said unless there is one about the glory-hole NONE, I am legal ya-know.
I knew she wanted something this conversation was heated and she was nervous. I looked at her sternly and said I know you want something, let me inform you that blackmailing me with this or my stories into doing something too extreme will get you nowhere. You know I have little marriage left with your father and before I let you go crazy and do just what you damn well please I will stop you whatever the consequences, however if you are reasonable I will be too.
Fact was I still didn't want my younger daughters or my husband to find out just what kind of slut I have become, at least not yet and I did sort of open Pandora's box with Heather. So now tell me just what is it you want from me. Heather just stared ahead at the road as she drove lost in thought as just how to word it. She told me she wanted to like today go with me on some challenges, she wanted me to teach her about sex and how to get and give pleasure.
Heather stunned me saying she wanted me her mother to do this, she didn't want to learn from mistakes or friends that don't really know what they are doing. My daughter wanted to be like me and do some of the things I did in the stories. She trusted me to teach her properly and to know what to do and especially what to avoid. I just said wow that is a mouthful I really have to think long and hard about this and just how far I will let you go.
Heather said: “Mom I love you and never will blackmail you I really want to do these things with you and I will let you have complete control please!” I looked at my daughter and told her that if I let her do some of these things her grades had better not suffer or it stops. All my girls have very high grades and are college bound I sure as hell will not allow anything to get in the way of that. Arriving home I told Heather her silence is important and that meant with everyone especially best friends and sisters. I told her she has to give me time to think about what I will do, and this is a lot to think about. Getting out of the car I told her we will have to talk more about this privately when her sisters and father are not around. Inside I went straight to my room. not letting on that I was still very upset about what I had just done and let my daughter do; I needed a drink, I poured a class of wine and killed it. After that incident I was quite upset and hit the wine quite frequently the following weeks.
A noticeable change came over Heather after that day, no longer was she as impulsive and hyper. Heather became an adult that day regardless her age, her actions and the way she spoke and behaved was more one would see in a woman much older. I'm not sure if it was me treating her like an adult woman that day or just her time. I would like to think that was just her time but I'm pretty sure that her becoming sexually active and above all sexually satisfied as a woman had a lot more to do with it. Heather took more control of the house and her sisters when I was not around seeing that their school work was done and the house clean before they could go out. She started dinner more often so I would have less to do at home after work.
Heather and I talked a lot that week, when speaking to her I was becoming aware that more and more I was speaking to her like a woman and a friend as she did me. I did find out thru her that my other girls as far as she knew have not done anything more than a little oral lesbian sex with their girlfriends and yet to do anything much with guys. She did make me promise that I do nothing about what she tells me and I will not, they have done nothing more than I had in my young years, in fact by their age I had actually done much more sexually. Those talks did ease my mind quite a bit.
I hooked up with Mr.S. that Saturday in Dark Cavern chat we discussed a lot including that Heather had told me she found the stories along with her doing the tube top dare also me getting caught in the glory hole by her and what followed. I told him she wanted to try more challenges but he was uncomfortable giving her them directly, he did say however that he would give them to me and it would be my decision whether to include her.
I found it very odd that Mr.S. would be so reserved about having Heather do a dare along with me seeing how he had tried so often to involve my girls. I'm no saint and had decided to allow Heather to do some things with me since I had already permitted her to open her sexuality. I felt it strange that all of a sudden my Mr.S. went puritan on me. He was the last person I thought would, almost as if he was afraid he could be held legally responsible for what we do, which would be impossible considering the distance and the kind of chat-room where we play this game.
My next dare was that afternoon dress in jeans go to the mall and pee myself on the far side so I had to walk all the way back to get to my car. That got changed when I got a call from the manager at the strip club. Three of his dancers were sick and it was Saturday one of his busiest days and he was desperate and hoped I could fill in. I told Mr. S. about the call and that is when he changed the dare, since it was just an exhibition challenge he had no problem with having me get my daughter in to also be a strip dancer. At first I told him no, I had not decided what I wanted to do concerning her yet. Heather had just came in at the time saw what was on the screen and got so excited about the idea of stripping in a club I could hardly say no, anyway it was not sex, just nudity. I was a little worried about her age since the sign on that club door says no one under 21
After signing off chat I told Heather to shower and shave totally, to be sure to get all places, that many men will see if she doesn't. I showered but recently had a wax, she needed the time this afternoon to settle any irritation. After shaving she put on a lot of baby oil to soothe and smooth the skin. I then took my daughter shopping to buy her some sexy things to strip in. We picked out some outfits similar to what I had, wrap around mini-skirts easily removed, several quick snap G-strings, matching front snap bras and low cut button-down blouses and of course heels. This gave her as well as me a few different outfits for different sets. I as well bought a few more for myself, and the whole time my daughter and I were filled with excitement and arousal. This time I did not forget the garters at least for Heather, myself I will continue to wear my marital garter, a real hit in the club. After shopping we went out to dinner, then to the club.
Getting Heather past the door was so easy, everyone knew me and that I was coming to help. The manager was delighted to see us and told me not to worry the 21 is for alcohol 18 is legal for exotic dancers. He was very pleased I brought another girl to dance, a little surprised my own daughter but delighted. Laughing he stated with both our beauty on his stage there may be a riot that night. He told us that it is very rare a white woman has graced his stage especially as beautiful as you two.
Every male we passed and even some of the dancers turned to look at us, mainly Heather I think there was genuine surprise that such a beautiful young white girl would be in there. Although older but still attractive I got many stares. Many by now had previously seen me and knew I was there for fun and thrills and they will get a good show tonight. Another thing that was obvious and got many double-takes, the very definite family resemblance and that mother/daughter was going to grace this stage tonight.
We were late but that was expected the other girls started at six we arrived a little before seven thirty. A stop at the bar I got a glass of wine. In the dressing room I gave Heather a taste to calm her nerves then inspected Heather, there was no irritation from shaving. We dressed in our performing clothes then went to choose her music and mine; again I told the DJ I wanted music similar to what he had before. Heather questioned that and I explained that not knowing the music I simply wanted non-violent but very vulgar with heavy inter-racially sexual lyrics, she asked if she could have the same and I told her she may. With our music chosen we discussed lighting, as with me she wanted to be brightly lit up so everyone will see her charms.
Now done with our preparation it hit Heather that she knew nothing on what to do. I told her the basics unlike the other girls we dance differently and are doing less sets so ours would be thirty minutes not twenty as theirs are. I explained that tops and skirt were to be off in first five minutes. The bra and G-string to follow so that after ten minutes of dancing she was to be nude, garter and heels stay on.
I was to go on first then told her I love the thrill here and would not hold back. Laughing I said that she should watch me and do something similar but I dance very vulgar here and that she didn't have to dance as crude as her mother. Heather's eyes shown a little wickedness, she asked if she could be as nasty. My reply was of course if she wanted and to have fun showing it off. I told her to remember here it is look no touch so they will try to caress. I instructed her when they put money in her garter that she may linger a second to let them feel if she wanted but to pull away as to make it look like it wasn't supposed to happen. I said to watch me closely she would not get another chance then we will discuss her routine after.
One of the black dancers will separate us; the manager was serious when he said if we danced back to back the crowd may be difficult to control. He had told me that alcohol and very pretty naked white pussy is a dangerous combination in a black club, one everything is cool two back to back may over excite.
I positioned Heather back stage where she could see me well without being seen by the crowd. My music came on and I strutted out onto the stage, music was new to me and I didn't think it was possible but it was much more vulgar. I danced and removed my clothes to a very erotic tune, moving to the edge of the stage to tease often. I used as before many gymnastic moves to show my G-string covered wears. By the first five minutes I was nude, I never waited the full ten I loved being naked in front of all those black men. As I told my daughter I did not hold anything back I danced and used the pole and gymnastic positions to show everything under the bright lights. My female charms were for all there to view and as in any club like this the money hit the stage or was put in my garter to the caresses of many black men. The music was unreal I had no idea where he found them but the songs got more and more erotic, to lyrics heavy with black men fucking and gang-banging white women, most often suggesting knocking them up, I danced on. Covered in sweat and my juices running down my legs I was sure I could be smelled by all as I neared the edge of the stage. I finished my set at the stripper-pole with a full standing split in bright lights I'm sure everyone got a very good view.
Tired I picked up my clothes and money and disappeared backstage. My daughter joined me as I walked nude back to the dressing room. Heather was surprised at just how exotic I danced she couldn't believe she was watching her own mother move so sexy and nasty and the money she was amazed at what they put in my garter or just tossed on the stage. The black dancers said usually it isn't that much but white women stripping there is very rare and the black men love it. They told her that she may do the same or better since she is so beautiful and also white but average dancers make good money but a fraction of what she has just seen. I rested some then with other dancers discussed with Heather as to what she could do in her set; we answered any questions she had about what was permitted and what was not. Soon it was her turn, dressed now I walked with her to the stage. Nervous she was and a little shaky,I gave her another taste of my wine then I told her to close eyes and take a few deep breaths then I went to where she had watched me. They seemed to help as she waited, the black dancer finished her set then she picked up and departed the stage.
The music started Heather hesitated only a moment then pushed thru the curtains and stepped out on stage. As with my first time the noise of the club went silent, stunned as they were my first time. The black men never expected to see a woman so young, beautiful and white. Then the roar of the crowd, it stunned her at first her dancing was very stiff. I saw it she was again nervous and I saw true fear in her eyes, for a moment I thought she would quit. Then like I had told her before she closed her eyes and took a few deep breathes. Her nerves now calmed some she again started to dance, a little stiff at the start but then her body started to flow with the music. Like my music it was inter-racially black-bred themed.
Heather danced, her clothes began to come off and as me in a hurry, first her blouse then skirt bra and G-string followed, aside from the hesitation she was nude as fast as I was. Now naked in front of close to one hundred black men she strutted her barely-legal body. Nude she was erotically beautiful; her high firm breasts jiggled slightly still tight with her youth. I watched my daughter dance in front of all those black men and as I had also using gymnastics to show her womanly charms. Dancing close to the edge of the stage the men put bills in her garter and caressing her privates every chance they got. On and on she danced, and every chance she could would spread her thighs and give the customers a good long view into her hot wet cock-canal. When she got near I could smell her sex and see her juices flowing down her thighs, I was sure the men near the stage could also. I was surprised and proud to see my daughter work that crowd even naughtier than I had. I had a little giggle, if those men only knew that this was her first time on stage naked in front of a crowd. As Heather danced on, the nervousness disappeared and thus the more vulgar she danced. I watched my daughter drive those black men crazy with desire for her and she ate up the attention.
Her set done, Heather picked up her things then with my help she walked back to the dressing room. Tired and very aroused her legs were shaky, it took her some time to rest and calm down. She was very happy and pleased with her performance and the amount of money she also made, she did ask me how she did and I told her after the start she was sexy as hell. Heather and I did one more set each alone that night then for a finale we did a short set together. In the first five minutes we danced and stripped off each others clothes, then the next ten minutes together we danced completely nude. With drink, distance and set separation most didn't realize until we were on stage together that we were mother and daughter, in that we got one hell of a response. Our night then done we went home both very tired. We had no sex that night aside of the arousal we got from our dancing, it was fun as always for me and for Heather she had a blast being nude in front of all those black men.
By the time Heather and I woke up the next morning my other two daughters had already left and went out with their friends. Since we had no actual sex that night both Heather and I were still well worked up sexually the next morning. I decided to give my oldest daughter a little treat. A toy I recently acquired my daughters had yet to find, it is called a Sybian, an electronic sex machine a woman sits on and it gives the most incredible ride. These machines are a little pricey but well worth it.
I put on the dildo attachment and had Heather mount it then showed her how to work the controls for several minutes. I kept the control and proceeded to drive my daughter crazy on that machine until after several orgasms she said enough. I have to say that the totally contented look on her face after her ride was priceless. I then mounted the machine myself and had my own ride; I decided to let my other daughters in on this machine when they get home. The only thing I can say about that thing, it's wonderful and some of the best money I have spent.
The decision was actually already made that I would let Heather start doing other dares with me on some occasions. The fact that she was of legal age had a lot to do with it. I knew I couldn't stop her; maybe at least I could look after her and control her a little. The following week I had to make my decision on just how far I would let my daughter go in her search for sexual thrills. Every day she would ask and push for much more than I felt comfortable letting her do. Several things I just said no to others I gave in easily. I was finally becoming adjusted to her wanting and doing some of these things but still upset that I opened the door for her.
Heather had already done one of her most desired challenges from my stories the glory-hole. She was hell bent on her most desired fantasy and with this she would not back down and I found just how stubborn my daughter could be. Heather would daily fight me tooth and nail to let her do a ************ challenge. I would tell her no and she would keep coming back saying it is her most desired fantasy to be just like me a paid ***** at least once. No way was I going to let her like me go alone into a motel room with some John she had just picked up.
Pregnancy risk was also discussed she expressed a real desire to experience orgasms similar to the ones I had doing the egg risk dares but I told her no to that. I had already made an appointment for her as well as me for birth control shots. Unfortunately my doctor was going to be away a lot in December and the first appointment available was mid January. Since my shots had lapsed I told Heather that if we were to do anything we both had to be very careful.
Saturday the first weekend in December early afternoon I was in chat and Mr.S. came in. He asked me how things went at the club and I told him about the night my daughter stripped. He was about to suggest a challenge but I told him I was already booked for that night, a spin-off from the bachelor party challenge. Telling Mr.S. that the black man that hosted the party, Sam, was impressed on how we handled it and requested me and Laura for a double date with him and his younger brother. His brother just finishing basic was shipping out to the Middle East. Sam's brother had never fucked a white girl and Sam wanted to give him a going away treat.
They were going to take us out to a late supper then dancing at a black club where they could show off their pretty white women then back to their hotel room, it was a full service date which meant sex was to be paid for and I was to be booked for the entire night. Being a last minute booking Diane called me to see if I would do it, she did express that Sam is a very good customer of hers. I told her I would do the date, Laura was booked so I was going to do the date alone or maybe with Gina but had not been able to get in touch with her. At that time Heather came in as I was telling Mr.S. this. Immediately she recognized him and asked if I was getting a challenge.
Before I could tell her anything, of all the rotten luck and absolute worst timing what comes up on the monitor screen, Mr.S. asking me if I asked Heather if she wanted to go on this date with me. He also said that this would be our next challenge. I had absolutely no intention on taking her on a call-girl date, I did not want her to be engaging in ************, especially so soon. I know I do it myself and am a bit of a hypocrite here but no mother wants to see her daughter become a *****. I tried to explain that to Mr.S. and was getting nowhere especially with her there trying to get to go with me, it was getting to be a bit much. I had to pee so I told Mr. S. I was going to and would be back in a few minutes, if he wanted he could talk to Heather then I got up and went to the bathroom. I did have to go but mostly I needed to clear my head. First I went to the kitchen and poured me another glass of wine, I needed a fuckin drink.
After I was through in the bathroom I came back and Mr.S. was gone, he had made the challenge but did not give any details. I stayed on a few more minutes to see if he would come back, all the while telling Heather she cannot go or at least trying to. My daughter wanted to do this challenge and was not about to take no for an answer. Stating that it was a safe ************ dare because it is just a date not like picking up men in a bar like I did. Reading about that ************ challenge in my first story had become Heather's most ultimate fantasy; she had masturbated to it very often.
That day I found out exactly just how headstrong and stubborn that girl can get, we argued back and forth, on and off for almost three hours. Sometimes she would walk out and I thought I had won the argument only to have her come back a half hour later and start in again. No shit, this was the biggest knock down drag out argument I ever had with this girl and I was getting late for my date. The last time she walked out I got ready, I was so grateful that my other two daughters were not home to hear all that went on they were with friends for a movie and sleepover.
I was also very relieved it had been over a half hour since I had seen her and I thought Heather had finally given up. I had already drank more wine than I would have liked just to calm my nerves during the fight. That last half hour I left it alone and intended to leave the booze alone for a while. That was until I got to my car and saw her waiting dressed and ready in the drivers seat, Heather had seen what I was wearing and dressed similarly. Already late and had no more argument in me I knew I lost this one and no matter what she was going, I got in the car. Before she started the car I said wait, I looked her dead in the eyes and said since you are so hell bent to do this just let me explain right now exactly what will be expected of you. This was my last ditch effort to change her mind and if not she at least would know something of what to do. Looking in her eyes I said sternly since you want to be a ***** let me tell you this may seem to be just a simple date but it isn't. These men are paying for our bodies and in doing so expect us to let them do as they please within reason. They will take us to a late supper, nothing much will happen there but they may get close and we will be their dates so no moving away even if you think he is ugly.
The club they will take us to is Sam's hang out he knows people there and they will be showing off their pretty white women. Do not be surprised here that they will openly kiss and fondle us, maybe even raise your skirt and openly feel you up. After some dirty dancing they will take us both back to the hotel room and fuck us many times we are booked for the entire night so sex in the morning is expected also. I don't know if you are ready for this, you have until we get to the hotel in Baltimore to decide. If you feel you can't handle it drop me off and go home, you can pick me up in the morning. I had packed an overnight bag for myself, before we left I went back in the house, quickly drank another glass of wine (Heather was driving) then and got a pair of jeans, T-shirt and shoes for Heather as I had for me and put them in my bag.
We drove in silence maybe fifteen minutes, Heather started to talk: Mom I never wanted to fight with you, I love you and want to be like you and with you. I know this is so wrong, immoral and defiantly illegal, I know if we were to be found out you will be in a lot more trouble involving me. I need you to know I am compelled to try ************ after reading your stories and my need for this is too great. If I don't do it now I know I will do it on my own and without you there to guide me and keep me out of trouble I know it could go terribly wrong. We both know this date arranged thru the service with a man you have already been with will not get us arrested and that they are STD safe. Of anything this is the safest I could ever possibly get, it scares me some yes but if not now what may happen if I go alone scares me even more.
Heather's logic as always made a point but I still didn't like it. We talked more of things to come, I stressed the need that we have them wear condoms although these men are safe my birth control has expired and Heather has never been on any. Since neither of us will be protected and the both of us are on the edge of our fertile week going bareback will be extremely risky. At the hotel Heather parked the car, I got out, my daughter hesitated, she was shaking then she took a deep breath then got out of the car.
After the introductions Heather was pleased that Sam and his brother Marcus were both good looking men. Sam is twenty seven his younger brother is almost twenty. Sam of course knew I was attractive but they were both surprised that I brought my daughter but were pleased she also is very pretty. We were dressed similarly, sexy but elegant we both had on nice mid thigh designer dresses, matching shoes and accessories also the jewelry we wore though not excessively expensive it was also not cheap. We may be call-girls but we were not pavement-princesses.
Dinner was very nice; we did get a lot of looks, two white women out on a date with black men. Heather looked a little self conscience about that at first but got over it fast. A short cab ride to the club it was now around 10:30 pm, going into the bar Heather was again not carded, Sam was well known at this club and with him nothing is questioned. Many watched as we passed by when the hostess showed us to our booth. A waitress then came and took our order; both Heather had virgin non-alcoholic drink. I told Heather earlier no booze in the club. I was still having a hard time with this situation and ordered a mixed drink, I needed something stronger this time
Soon we were all on the dance floor, it is so nice to dance with men that know how and like to. Knowing we were being watched both Sam and Marcus as expected started taking liberties, first holding ass as we danced to openly caressing. As the night went on more and more they boldly felt us up whether in the booth or on the dance floor their hands were all over our privates. At times even inside our blouses or panties, Heather being warned this may happen at first was a little nervous but after a while the fondling had its effect and she as well as I became very aroused.
In the booth between dancing Sam told me he knew we were not any of Diane's regular girls and that he knew of the challenge and my stories and they were the reason I was at the bachelor party. For this night Diane arranged to have Sam pay us in cash, she doesn’t do that with regular appointments. This was because we were not regular call-girls and on her books. Parties and arranging the dates she is paid by their cards anything extra supposedly is arranged by the girls on the side.
We left the club around 1.00am the men wanted to get at least a little sleep, they had to get up at 6:00am Marcus had to catch a flight out of BWI. In the room Sam got the envelope, I told Heather to get it and count the money, I wanted her to feel and understand something of what I had felt that first time. It had the effect, when given the money it did hit her, until then she was happy and fine. Money now in hand she was shaking the look on her face betrayed her. The men did not pay much attention but I sure noticed. Bill by bill Heather counted the money, I saw a little tear in her eyes; it then had dawned on her. I watched as she put the money in our bag my daughter had just entered the dark world of ************. Heather again took a few deep breathes and shook it off then walked over to Marcus, he then began to remove her clothes.
Sam already had me nude and was kissing and fondling me. The rest of Heather's clothes came off quickly Marcus was ready for sex. Sam first then his brother put me then Heather to our knees; she didn't ask she took most of his 8 inch cock into her mouth. Sam's a little longer at 8.5 inch went into mine; kneeling side by side mother and daughter whores sucked their black cocks.
The bed was a king size, Sam then laid me on my back and kissed his way down first to my breasts, he lingered sucking my tits a while. Marcus on the same bed followed his brothers’ lead then Sam really surprised me he looked up then said: never with any other of Diane's girls he then kissed his way down and started to eat me out. Again Marcus did as his brother and went down on Heather, she had oral before with some of her girlfriends but this was the first time a man has eaten her. Obviously Marcus did as well as Sam from the sounds of passion from my daughter; Sam was driving me crazy with his long hot tongue. The sounds and scent coming from my daughter fueled my passion; her being on the same bed next to me was very erotic. When time to mount up I told them I knew they were safe but we were both way too close for comfort with no birth control and that condoms were very necessary.
Condoms on then some lube first Sam mounted me then Marcus slowly entered Heather, she was obviously tight but in he went. It was then I remembered that the only real cock that had been in Heather was at the glory hole. I though my god my daughter's second time and her first face to face with a guy she is doing tonight as a call-girl. Soon I was to busy with my own pleasure, I was not surprised that my daughters presence there increased my passion as greatly as it did.
The last year or so I found that the sight, sound and especially the smell of another woman having sex with a man next to me as I did the same has heightened my senses. I found this even more so with my own daughter next to me being fucked by a young black man. Both Sam and Marcus wanted to make it last and fucked hard some then would slow to hold back. This go and slow did much to make the session last quite some time. We both changed positions a few times and by this time both Heather and I were riding them in a cowgirl position on top. This gave both Heather and I a few good minor orgasms, it also gave a little time to small talk. Somewhere among the talk Marcus told Heather how good she felt she laughed and said probably not half as good as your black girlfriends do bareback. It was then that Marcus said he never had sex without a condom on so he had no idea of any difference.
Heather looked over to me and just said please he never has, I told her she knew the risks, she said yes but still wanted to. I knew she wanted to try preg-risk sex we had only touched the subject mainly its obvious dangers and of course the incredible orgasms it brings. I had hoped she would forget about it for a few years but again I was wrong. I know now it was an incredibly stupid thing to do but like at the glory-hole I was very aroused having had several orgasms and especially the scent of Heather's sex totally clouded my mind in lust and along with all the alcohol I consumed that day I was not thinking at all.
I told Heather to rise up off of him, she did and I reached over and removed his condom then told her to lower as I guided his now bare black cock back into my unprotected daughter. Sam in disbelief just laid there and said I don't believe you just did that, he was more surprised when I rose up and removed his condom also then into me his black cock went bareback. We both had just picked up the pace and fucking harder and faster. I looked over to Heather and said to her, you know they may just make us both pregnant, she shook and came. Her orgasm hit her hard and Heather lost all control she let out a wail, Marcus had to hold her to contain her shaking. On top Heather and I were in control or so we though, the effect that one line had on two sets of balls was immediate and Marcus pulled Heather tight down on his cock then he exploded deep into her, Sam also pulled me down tight on him and he did the same deep inside me.
Many black men have told me that having sex with white women is a major fantasy for them however the hottest of all fantasies for almost all black men is knocking up a white woman. As Sam emptied his balls inside me I had the most glorious of all orgasms. At the time I knew I didn't want a black baby but then I was tipsy and in total lust and totally not thinking.
The only thing I knew was that both Heather and I were too damned close and the thought of us both getting knocked up with black babies blew my mind away. I screamed in passion yes but also over my scream I heard that of my daughter as another orgasm exploded within her. The two men couldn't believe our orgasms and they just held us as we shook in passion. I'm sure Heather and I did their ego's good that they were able to make two pros cum like that. As our orgasms subsided we started fucking again the men both young and black did not get soft.
We fucked longer this time eventually we both wound up fucking in the doggy position. Heather and I both took another large load of black seed deep inside our unprotected white wombs and again that triggered a massive orgasm inside each of us. After, us both exhausted fell asleep in the arms of our men.
Sam and Marcus got maybe two hours sleep but they woke up early enough to fuck us one more time before they left, they took us again bareback filling us with more black sperm. They got up, showered then got ready and left, they had a plane to get to. Sam said we could sleep in, I reset the clock Heather and I got an additional two hours before we had to get up.
All too soon the alarm went off I hit snooze, Heather cuddled to me I felt her shaking she just said we didn't really do that did we um I mean like um bareback uh I wasn't dreaming was I? I looked into her eyes they showed real fear. Nothing I could say that may ease her fear, I had to tell her the truth, I simply said yes honey we did. My daughter asked do you think we may become pregnant. I didn't know what to say really I told her it was very possible but with a lot of luck we both should miss conception. I had luck last year or so I thought, however where I have luck Heather does not and has that black cloud of bad luck over her, she knows this and was truly worried she went way too far this time.
We showered and dressed in the jeans and T-shirts I brought, traded our heels for athletic shoes and went home. Heather was silent most the way, when she finally spoke she told me, mom you were right, all isn't what it seems and when I took that money for my body I realized just what you have been trying to tell me. I know now I will never be the same I have taken money for my body and have been a professional *****. It was thrilling yes but also a lot more. I wish it wasn't and now cannot take my innocence back. I looked at my daughter and just said I know the first time is a rude awakening and the next time will not hurt. You're a ***** now that is no doubt, I know you had a good time otherwise and should another safe date like this come up do you think you would want to join me? (I really didn't want to ask but the damage now done better with me than on her own.)
Heather was stunned, said: safe date? We could be pregnant!
I said: “Yes we may be, it is a hazard of the business but we are both call-girls now and you understand that all too well. So would you like to work again with me should the occasion arise.”
Heather said: “I know I am, but I'm your daughter do you really want me to do it again?”
I told Heather no I don't, but you are what you are now and it cannot be taken back and I know you will desire to again so it best be with me.
My daughter lost in thought for a few minutes as she drove she then said: “Yes mom, you know me too well I would love to go out and be a ***** with you anytime.
I told her like with other dares or challenges it will all be up to me who she fucks and where. I told her silence is all important if anyone should find out we all will be in a lot of trouble. I never wanted this for her and told her so, but now that my daughter is an official lady of the evening I feel it is best left up to me to try and keep her and myself out of jail.
Arriving home I left the overnight case in the car, today was my youngest daughters birthday. I had Heather help me take her present out of the trunk; I had mussed up both our beds before we left so it appeared we had just went out early to get her present. In several boxes we brought in a new computer with all new components. In fact I had the computer in the trunk for several days but this covered the fact that Heather and I did not sleep at home that night. When she got home from the sleepover was she ever excited. We had a good birthday party for her except her father never showed as promised, he had done this often with the girls and it was getting too old.
I'm not sure what our next challenge will be or even if there will be any more, I guess that Heather and I will have to wait and see. Some may say I'm a bad mother for including her in these things and so to say “turning her out” but then she has told me she would have done so without me. So maybe it is best that I did so I could look after her just a bit. Some will believe it is wrong and others it is okay however I'm sure of one thing, any mother that has a headstrong girl may understand why I did in my position with her knowing about me and the stories. One thing I can say is that Heather has become one very happy and contented young woman, so it seems that naughty sex agrees with her as it does her mother.
Reality is stranger than fiction and now there are two very naughty girls.
Vivian
Many in Dark Cavern chat had asked me about engaging in ************ after having read my stories. I have to say going that one step beyond is not for every woman, my first time it gave me a rough time with my emotions. I did however accept the fact that now I'm a ***** and at times still get a perverse thrill out of selling my body. You can judge me ill if you wish but there is something about letting myself go that low that totally released my sexual inhibitions. I'm a sex-worker, a *****. a chippie I now admit it to myself and I know it sounds strange but by releasing my mind the orgasms I have had fucking for money are quite powerful.
I know I will never need to actually make a living as a call-girl and doubt seriously I’ll become a pavement princess, which would be too dangerous. Once I got over the initial shock I did find it very fulfilling when I sold my body as a *********. I love my new sex life and have no regrets as to what I have done; in fact I wish every female could release their inhibitions and feel what I have. I'm no saint if I were I would not be writing these stories or be hanging out in interracial chat-rooms like Dark Cavern. I'm a ***** and now whether they are right or wrong the things I do will reflect that.
During the summer I kept it kind of low key for me and only had sex with Gina's black lovers and went to a few of the interracial sex parties with the group I was introduced to by her. I also danced two more times at that black gentleman's club. I gave the manager my cell number in case there was an emergency and he needed a stripper.
During that same time period in the Dark Cavern chat I talked to several people and found most did enjoy my stories. A few of them wanted to take the place of Mr.S. and give me dares to do. All of these challenges were so ridiculous wanting to involve animals or having me do the most outrageous things, such as having an anal sex gang bang with over thirty black men so I just said forget about it. I guess they thought it was role-play or fantasy and not that I intended to actually go and do them.
Surprise Mr.S. showed up in chat in late September. We had a nice chat and after reminding him of my dare rules he came up with a nice challenge. I was to be paid entertainment at either a bachelor party or football party with black men. The key word here is paid as he wanted me to again sell my body. I had heard of one by one of Gina's lovers but was too late to get in on that so now I had to find one. Unless some friend is having one (I sure would not be the ***** at any close friends party) they are impossible to find. Again with Gina’s help that same black lover of hers introduced me to a friend, Diane who ran a call-girl service, along with her regular call-girls she also specializes in arranging white ladies of the evening for black men. I told her what I was looking for and she had a bachelor party coming up and gave me the job.
Party was pre-paid I handled no money and was to be paid after by her. They were to be charged by how many men contracted and if any extra I was to tell and their card would be billed accordingly. I was of course to be a full service ***** as well as the two other girls Laura and Carol, both much younger than me in their early twenties. Twelve black men were contracted that meant four each, when we entered the hotel room there was a lot more black men than expected, the count twenty six. Carol freaked at the number and left. It was then up to me and Laura to handle them all or call it quits. She told me she was game if I was so that night in a gang bang orgy the two of us sucked and fucked all twenty six black men. A few had us twice including the groom to be and Sam the host of the party. They did realized their numbers and took care not to push too hard giving us food, drinks and many well earned breaks
We both left the hotel a bit sore and leaking cum from our well overfilled goop-chutes. My new friend and I both had a feeling of accomplishment to a job well done and she told me she would work with me anytime. I have to say it was fun being the center of attention among all those men and being a paid ***** gave me this uncanny thrill the entire time. As they say after the first times a woman gets accustomed to being a paid *****. This time I felt only pleasure and lust and none of the misgivings I had that first time. I was amazed at how much I was paid, I had to accept it as the key word in the dare is "paid". Diane gave us both extra because we went ahead and covered the job without the third girl; we also were paid for the extra men.
Diane knew this was to be a one time thing for me, I told her I was grateful she let me do this and I gave her my cell number and said if she has an emergency I may be available. So far I did do one other date for her, a one on one and yes it was full service. Must have been a month later I saw MR.S. and told him about the dare. We chatted some and he had to go with no challenge this time but did say he would be in a lot more often.
A few weeks later, Saturday late November a year since we first met and started this dare game I find Mr.S. in chat. It had been some time since I had done something naughty and prodded him to give me a hot challenge. I wanted something risky to excite me; it had to be the risk of being caught since I was on the shots, although it soon needed to be renewed.
He asked what I was going to do that day so I told him not much just going shopping with my daughters. I was thinking he may give me another short skirt panty-less exhibition dare, maybe the girls will see maybe not. Well I wasn't far off he told me to use a tube top as a skirt but was permitted to wear panties this time. I didn't own a tube top so I would have to buy one big enough to go around my ass and change there. He also told me to use that same Maryland mall.
Mr. S had remembered that the truck stop from my first glory-hole dare was on the way. My stomach started to ache when he made the second part of the challenge. We were to stop for gas I was to go into the rest room leave the door unlocked and stall door unlatched partially open. I was then to get nude and see if I could suck at least one cock at the glory-hole and fuck one other, then see if I could get back to the car without getting caught. Ever since we started this game Mr. S. has tried to get at least one of my girls to catch me. My thinking at this time I would do the exhibition dare but skip the glory-hole, no way could I hide it especially from my nosey impatient youngest.
When I signed off chat to go to the mall, knowing the girls would be going with me I took a long drink of wine to settle my nerves. going outside I found my girls were invited to a movie with friends. My oldest Heather having seen that movie told me she would go with me; there were a few things she wanted to get. On the way to the mall without her sisters my oldest confessed to me she found some stories in the Darkwanderer story sight. She said things looked all too familiar and then she read about the dare where I was to walk out nude and my daughters and a friend saw my black dolphin tattoo. She then knew for sure it was me that wrote them. She asked how much was real, embarrassed I simply told her there was some writers privilege and left it at that hoping she would think most was fiction not fact. Heather told me later on my computer she found the originals in my office program along with my notes and was sure some were very real.
To say the ride to the Mall was a little uncomfortable to me hearing my daughter found my stories and now knows some of the things I had been doing. She did ask about some of the minor dares and my times at Gina's I had to confess to those she knew of Gina and her thing for black men was no secret. My daughter then surprised me and told me she thought it was super cool that her mom was such a hottie. Heather then said that after all the times her dad cheated on me it was about time I finally went out and had some fun for myself. I was stunned that she knew about him and told her so; Heather simply said that the three of my daughters knew for years but he is their father and didn't know what to do. Being the oldest they confided in her and with many of their friends parents divorced they said nothing afraid of what may happen
At the mall I figured what the hell she knows of the previous exhibition dares so we found a shop with hot little tube tops and I found one that did fit around my ass. When I came out Heather laughed and said I looked incredibly hot she then asked if it was a dare from my Mr.S to wear it? I told her yes it was my dare to do just that and go shopping wearing it. Giggling my daughter said wait and went to the rack and found one for her, I said nothing when she went into the booth to change. Coming out I was shocked, here was my daughter no longer the little girl I knew, here stood a stunning very sexy young woman with a body and look most would die for. There she stood 5ft.8in. tall 135lbs. her fathers honey blond hair long to mid back, my emerald green eyes, 36C high firm breasts, 25in waist and 36in hips. I looked at her smiling face and suddenly realized for the first time just how beautiful and sexy my daughter really was. Maybe I'm a little biased about her beauty but then I am her mother; however others think she is beautiful as well.
I looked at her very short tube top skirt and it was obvious she was panty-less she then saw I was wearing mine, I told her they were permitted this dare. I was wrong when I thought she would put hers back on, Heather simply said: mom, all your others were panty-less why change now. I removed my panties, my daughters all shaved for their bikinis this past summer I saw Heather still kept her pussy bare as did I. After paying for the tube top skirts for over two hours my daughter and I shopped the mall giving everyone that could get slightly below us a good show of our sex and asses. We always had several black males following us especially around stairs and escalators. Heather's thighs wet as well as mine showed she was as aroused as I was exhibiting ourselves around the mall.
We left the mall both hot and excited Heather talked more about my stories. My daughter told me how hot they made her and admitted that she masturbated to them often knowing it was her own mother doing such hot things and with black men no less. On the ride as she told me these things and me still very aroused from sharing that little exhibition dare with my own daughter, I wondered if I could pull off the second half of the challenge. I was thinking with it being just her I could have her fill the car, this giving me time. I could run in set the door and stall as required then immediately suck one then fuck another. I would then push out the cum in the toilet wipe up and get back to the car. As we came to the truck stop I made my decision, I love the thrill of the gamble, I told Heather to pull in we needed gas.
I have to say I feel a lot more comfortable having sex at this glory-hole as to the one in the adult store. For one: it is a lot cleaner and two: at this truck stop the hole does not go from the ladies room into the men's restroom but into a shop storage room which means I only have sex with employees of the station. I noticed this one day I was here giving oral, when the men switched I could see thru the hole into the room. I saw not another restroom but a store room filled with boxes of oil and other supplies. It is a lot less likely that any of the men would have STD's here and share them with co-workers and friends.
The glory-hole at the adult store I had to be more on my toes before I chose a cock I would let inside me. That is something quite difficult if I have my lust upon me. I find when I'm very aroused it is difficult to have any real rational thought and I do or permit things I may not when not in lust and have a clear head. It was a good thing when I was doing the challenge at that adult store I had a lot more time between cocks for my body and brain to cool and I could choose more rationally. I did find that nasty adult store glory-hole got me much hotter, more excited and stronger orgasms. After we pulled up to the pumps I swiped my card and left Heather to fill the car telling her I needed to pee.
I had to hurry, I was scared as hell, quickly I entered and as told I didn't lock the main door or latch the stall door. Without even stopping I immediately put my fingers thru the hole, it took a few minutes, during this lull I wished I had another drink. soon I was rewarded with a nice thick black cock. Quickly to my knees I had it in my mouth, I removed my top as I sucked that black dick. In my haste I paid no attention to my surroundings just my task at hand, fingers in my pussy getting me wet for the next. It took a little time he was not as quick as most, I think he helped prolong it, working diligently soon his cum was sliding down my throat.
Once he was done the next black cock came thru the glory-hole, longer also thinner. I had to fuck him and fast, only a few strokes with my mouth to get him wet I turned and into my pussy he went. My kitty was soaked, I always get that way doing nasty things and risking getting caught by my daughter was about as naughty as I have been in a long time. Pumping hard and fast he lasted only a few minutes and then he too was emptying his balls this time deep inside my cream-canal. As he was cumming inside me, in orgasm I pushed my pussy hard to the wall. I was still in orgasm when that cock pulled out of my pussy and immediately another slid easily into my creamy cooze. This one was longer, I had mixed feelings I knew I didn't have time for three but he felt so damn good.
We could not have taken five strokes when I looked up, horrified I saw my daughter watching as I was fucking some unknown black thru a glory-hole. I didn't know what to do; the man on the other side had no idea and just kept fucking my white married pussy. A few moments passed and as I looked at my daughter I saw she was not upset, what I saw was lust in her eyes. I looked down, Heather had her hand under that tube top skirt and her fingers were going crazy on her clit.
Seeing my daughter masturbating as she watched me fuck took me to orgasm in a matter of seconds. My brain lost in heat and lust not thinking I slid off that black cock, without saying a word I held it with one hand and the other hand I held up with a jester of offering it to her. Heather a look of disbelief whispered I've sucked boyfriends but never anything like this. I whispered back do what you would like. A little shaky my daughter knelt next to me opened her mouth and took that black cock covered in the mixture of my juices and cum from the previous cock into her mouth. It was obvious she had little or no experience because she just sucked on it. Quickly took her hand I whispered: like a popsicle, like this and put her finger in my mouth and demonstrated what she should do. Heather a quick learner began to suck that black cock properly.
I delayed removing the finger; I was so hot and it was so wrong it triggered an orgasm. It had been the one she was masturbating with and the flavor of her sex was strong on it. Finally removing her finger I removed my daughters blouse as she sucked that cock so it wouldn't get soiled. I was able to whisper in her ear to let him cum in her mouth and to swallow; I told her black men expect that. Heather's eyes showed question but then she had no time to think the black cock began to fill her mouth with cum. She swallowed what she could but some did escape her mouth and drip, I caught a large dollop of cum from her lips. I have no idea what possessed me to do what I did, it must have been pure lust controlling my mind, I took that cum and rubbed it into her pussy, mostly around her clit but then pushed my finger a little inside her and she had an orgasm.
Heather and I share-sucked the next black cock that came thru the hole, I let her also swallow this one's cum. Again another, this one thinner but long, I put this one in my pussy and started fucking. Heather watched closely and with great interest, I whispered do you want to try this? The look I got followed by her asking, you will really let me? I told her yes if she wanted to.
Heather gave me a nervous nod, I slid off that dick, I held it as she turned and backed up to the hole in a doggy style as I had. When she got close I guided that long black cock into my daughter’s pussy. Heather was tight but very wet and pushing back he slid slowly into her. The look on Heathers face when she bottomed was a mixture of lust and ecstasy. I noticed no blood and asked. She told me a brush handle got her cherry and this was her first real cock. She kept him deep for a few moments till she got used to it then started to slow fuck. Pumping a little faster she started getting the rhythm; now the timing was set they started fucking faster and faster. I couldn't believe what I was feeling, so much lust and excitement, I should have been concerned and should never had let her even start.
Here I was going crazy watching my daughter having sex with a man for the first time in of all places a nasty glory-hole. This time Heather did not whisper she let out a loud grunt and yell ungh-ahieeee then slammed her ass back against the wall, her orgasm so strong it overtook her. The black on the other side couldn't hold out any longer and hearing his grunt I saw him push deep. My face only inches from their union I watched the pulse swelling of that black cock as he pumped his sperm deep into Heather's baby-oven.
It was at this point I suddenly realized that I may have still been protected from my shots and not at a fertile time however I had no idea of my daughters cycle and she of course was totally unprotected. All I could think of at that time was oh shit what if? Then had an orgasm as I watched his seed overflow out of her over filled cock-cave and oozed down her thighs.
Still hot and giggling like a couple of school girls we cleaned up and put our blouses back on. It wasn't until we were back on the road that the reality of what I just did and especially what I permitted my daughter to do hit me. Heather driving, I looked out the passenger window and just started to cry.
How could I allow such a thing to happen? I just invited my daughter to have unprotected sex. Of all things, her first time with some unknown black guy thru a glory-hole. Tears streaming down my cheeks as I recalled seeing his seed running down her thighs, my god what if she had just gotten pregnant. I felt like I had to be the worst mother on the planet to just watch and do nothing as it fueled my own lust.
After a few miles I realized my daughter had started talking asking what was wrong? As I told her I was so sorry and continued to cry, telling her I let it get out of hand and it was my arousal that kept me from stopping what happened. Heather almost yelled MOTHER stop it I wanted it, I had seen this truck stop several times we had gone to this mall and knew from the stories that it was the one. Every time we had my sisters with us and I knew nothing would happen, I prayed for the day it was just us and prayed harder that with luck you may have a challenge or just feel naughty. I have fantasized about this day so many times as I masturbated so stop crying, you have just given me the best day of my life and you have nothing to be ashamed of!
As she drove my daughter eased my pain telling me all the things she read and have wanted to try. Just like me she has the lust she laughed saying with both her over-sexed mother and her lustful cheating father she had no choice it is in her genes and is as over-sexed as I am. Listening to Heather talk reminded me just how mature she is for her age, much more than some of my friends over twice her age. My daughter a little hyper and impulsive as any young woman may be, perhaps a little naive in sex but as with her sisters definitely intelligent with uncanny common sense and focused. A little reminder of just what great kids I have, all three are very smart and pretty.
That thought brought me to ask Heather just how much my other daughters know about the stories and me? She simply said they know nothing of either as yet, other than you go out occasionally. The way she emphasized “as yet” told me she wanted something and that she may use this information about me to get it. I knew from her look she was aware I got the message, trying to gain control I stated I just wonder how many laws we just broke. Heather's response surprised the hell out of me she simply said unless there is one about the glory-hole NONE, I am legal ya-know.
I knew she wanted something this conversation was heated and she was nervous. I looked at her sternly and said I know you want something, let me inform you that blackmailing me with this or my stories into doing something too extreme will get you nowhere. You know I have little marriage left with your father and before I let you go crazy and do just what you damn well please I will stop you whatever the consequences, however if you are reasonable I will be too.
Fact was I still didn't want my younger daughters or my husband to find out just what kind of slut I have become, at least not yet and I did sort of open Pandora's box with Heather. So now tell me just what is it you want from me. Heather just stared ahead at the road as she drove lost in thought as just how to word it. She told me she wanted to like today go with me on some challenges, she wanted me to teach her about sex and how to get and give pleasure.
Heather stunned me saying she wanted me her mother to do this, she didn't want to learn from mistakes or friends that don't really know what they are doing. My daughter wanted to be like me and do some of the things I did in the stories. She trusted me to teach her properly and to know what to do and especially what to avoid. I just said wow that is a mouthful I really have to think long and hard about this and just how far I will let you go.
Heather said: “Mom I love you and never will blackmail you I really want to do these things with you and I will let you have complete control please!” I looked at my daughter and told her that if I let her do some of these things her grades had better not suffer or it stops. All my girls have very high grades and are college bound I sure as hell will not allow anything to get in the way of that. Arriving home I told Heather her silence is important and that meant with everyone especially best friends and sisters. I told her she has to give me time to think about what I will do, and this is a lot to think about. Getting out of the car I told her we will have to talk more about this privately when her sisters and father are not around. Inside I went straight to my room. not letting on that I was still very upset about what I had just done and let my daughter do; I needed a drink, I poured a class of wine and killed it. After that incident I was quite upset and hit the wine quite frequently the following weeks.
A noticeable change came over Heather after that day, no longer was she as impulsive and hyper. Heather became an adult that day regardless her age, her actions and the way she spoke and behaved was more one would see in a woman much older. I'm not sure if it was me treating her like an adult woman that day or just her time. I would like to think that was just her time but I'm pretty sure that her becoming sexually active and above all sexually satisfied as a woman had a lot more to do with it. Heather took more control of the house and her sisters when I was not around seeing that their school work was done and the house clean before they could go out. She started dinner more often so I would have less to do at home after work.
Heather and I talked a lot that week, when speaking to her I was becoming aware that more and more I was speaking to her like a woman and a friend as she did me. I did find out thru her that my other girls as far as she knew have not done anything more than a little oral lesbian sex with their girlfriends and yet to do anything much with guys. She did make me promise that I do nothing about what she tells me and I will not, they have done nothing more than I had in my young years, in fact by their age I had actually done much more sexually. Those talks did ease my mind quite a bit.
I hooked up with Mr.S. that Saturday in Dark Cavern chat we discussed a lot including that Heather had told me she found the stories along with her doing the tube top dare also me getting caught in the glory hole by her and what followed. I told him she wanted to try more challenges but he was uncomfortable giving her them directly, he did say however that he would give them to me and it would be my decision whether to include her.
I found it very odd that Mr.S. would be so reserved about having Heather do a dare along with me seeing how he had tried so often to involve my girls. I'm no saint and had decided to allow Heather to do some things with me since I had already permitted her to open her sexuality. I felt it strange that all of a sudden my Mr.S. went puritan on me. He was the last person I thought would, almost as if he was afraid he could be held legally responsible for what we do, which would be impossible considering the distance and the kind of chat-room where we play this game.
My next dare was that afternoon dress in jeans go to the mall and pee myself on the far side so I had to walk all the way back to get to my car. That got changed when I got a call from the manager at the strip club. Three of his dancers were sick and it was Saturday one of his busiest days and he was desperate and hoped I could fill in. I told Mr. S. about the call and that is when he changed the dare, since it was just an exhibition challenge he had no problem with having me get my daughter in to also be a strip dancer. At first I told him no, I had not decided what I wanted to do concerning her yet. Heather had just came in at the time saw what was on the screen and got so excited about the idea of stripping in a club I could hardly say no, anyway it was not sex, just nudity. I was a little worried about her age since the sign on that club door says no one under 21
After signing off chat I told Heather to shower and shave totally, to be sure to get all places, that many men will see if she doesn't. I showered but recently had a wax, she needed the time this afternoon to settle any irritation. After shaving she put on a lot of baby oil to soothe and smooth the skin. I then took my daughter shopping to buy her some sexy things to strip in. We picked out some outfits similar to what I had, wrap around mini-skirts easily removed, several quick snap G-strings, matching front snap bras and low cut button-down blouses and of course heels. This gave her as well as me a few different outfits for different sets. I as well bought a few more for myself, and the whole time my daughter and I were filled with excitement and arousal. This time I did not forget the garters at least for Heather, myself I will continue to wear my marital garter, a real hit in the club. After shopping we went out to dinner, then to the club.
Getting Heather past the door was so easy, everyone knew me and that I was coming to help. The manager was delighted to see us and told me not to worry the 21 is for alcohol 18 is legal for exotic dancers. He was very pleased I brought another girl to dance, a little surprised my own daughter but delighted. Laughing he stated with both our beauty on his stage there may be a riot that night. He told us that it is very rare a white woman has graced his stage especially as beautiful as you two.
Every male we passed and even some of the dancers turned to look at us, mainly Heather I think there was genuine surprise that such a beautiful young white girl would be in there. Although older but still attractive I got many stares. Many by now had previously seen me and knew I was there for fun and thrills and they will get a good show tonight. Another thing that was obvious and got many double-takes, the very definite family resemblance and that mother/daughter was going to grace this stage tonight.
We were late but that was expected the other girls started at six we arrived a little before seven thirty. A stop at the bar I got a glass of wine. In the dressing room I gave Heather a taste to calm her nerves then inspected Heather, there was no irritation from shaving. We dressed in our performing clothes then went to choose her music and mine; again I told the DJ I wanted music similar to what he had before. Heather questioned that and I explained that not knowing the music I simply wanted non-violent but very vulgar with heavy inter-racially sexual lyrics, she asked if she could have the same and I told her she may. With our music chosen we discussed lighting, as with me she wanted to be brightly lit up so everyone will see her charms.
Now done with our preparation it hit Heather that she knew nothing on what to do. I told her the basics unlike the other girls we dance differently and are doing less sets so ours would be thirty minutes not twenty as theirs are. I explained that tops and skirt were to be off in first five minutes. The bra and G-string to follow so that after ten minutes of dancing she was to be nude, garter and heels stay on.
I was to go on first then told her I love the thrill here and would not hold back. Laughing I said that she should watch me and do something similar but I dance very vulgar here and that she didn't have to dance as crude as her mother. Heather's eyes shown a little wickedness, she asked if she could be as nasty. My reply was of course if she wanted and to have fun showing it off. I told her to remember here it is look no touch so they will try to caress. I instructed her when they put money in her garter that she may linger a second to let them feel if she wanted but to pull away as to make it look like it wasn't supposed to happen. I said to watch me closely she would not get another chance then we will discuss her routine after.
One of the black dancers will separate us; the manager was serious when he said if we danced back to back the crowd may be difficult to control. He had told me that alcohol and very pretty naked white pussy is a dangerous combination in a black club, one everything is cool two back to back may over excite.
I positioned Heather back stage where she could see me well without being seen by the crowd. My music came on and I strutted out onto the stage, music was new to me and I didn't think it was possible but it was much more vulgar. I danced and removed my clothes to a very erotic tune, moving to the edge of the stage to tease often. I used as before many gymnastic moves to show my G-string covered wears. By the first five minutes I was nude, I never waited the full ten I loved being naked in front of all those black men. As I told my daughter I did not hold anything back I danced and used the pole and gymnastic positions to show everything under the bright lights. My female charms were for all there to view and as in any club like this the money hit the stage or was put in my garter to the caresses of many black men. The music was unreal I had no idea where he found them but the songs got more and more erotic, to lyrics heavy with black men fucking and gang-banging white women, most often suggesting knocking them up, I danced on. Covered in sweat and my juices running down my legs I was sure I could be smelled by all as I neared the edge of the stage. I finished my set at the stripper-pole with a full standing split in bright lights I'm sure everyone got a very good view.
Tired I picked up my clothes and money and disappeared backstage. My daughter joined me as I walked nude back to the dressing room. Heather was surprised at just how exotic I danced she couldn't believe she was watching her own mother move so sexy and nasty and the money she was amazed at what they put in my garter or just tossed on the stage. The black dancers said usually it isn't that much but white women stripping there is very rare and the black men love it. They told her that she may do the same or better since she is so beautiful and also white but average dancers make good money but a fraction of what she has just seen. I rested some then with other dancers discussed with Heather as to what she could do in her set; we answered any questions she had about what was permitted and what was not. Soon it was her turn, dressed now I walked with her to the stage. Nervous she was and a little shaky,I gave her another taste of my wine then I told her to close eyes and take a few deep breaths then I went to where she had watched me. They seemed to help as she waited, the black dancer finished her set then she picked up and departed the stage.
The music started Heather hesitated only a moment then pushed thru the curtains and stepped out on stage. As with my first time the noise of the club went silent, stunned as they were my first time. The black men never expected to see a woman so young, beautiful and white. Then the roar of the crowd, it stunned her at first her dancing was very stiff. I saw it she was again nervous and I saw true fear in her eyes, for a moment I thought she would quit. Then like I had told her before she closed her eyes and took a few deep breathes. Her nerves now calmed some she again started to dance, a little stiff at the start but then her body started to flow with the music. Like my music it was inter-racially black-bred themed.
Heather danced, her clothes began to come off and as me in a hurry, first her blouse then skirt bra and G-string followed, aside from the hesitation she was nude as fast as I was. Now naked in front of close to one hundred black men she strutted her barely-legal body. Nude she was erotically beautiful; her high firm breasts jiggled slightly still tight with her youth. I watched my daughter dance in front of all those black men and as I had also using gymnastics to show her womanly charms. Dancing close to the edge of the stage the men put bills in her garter and caressing her privates every chance they got. On and on she danced, and every chance she could would spread her thighs and give the customers a good long view into her hot wet cock-canal. When she got near I could smell her sex and see her juices flowing down her thighs, I was sure the men near the stage could also. I was surprised and proud to see my daughter work that crowd even naughtier than I had. I had a little giggle, if those men only knew that this was her first time on stage naked in front of a crowd. As Heather danced on, the nervousness disappeared and thus the more vulgar she danced. I watched my daughter drive those black men crazy with desire for her and she ate up the attention.
Her set done, Heather picked up her things then with my help she walked back to the dressing room. Tired and very aroused her legs were shaky, it took her some time to rest and calm down. She was very happy and pleased with her performance and the amount of money she also made, she did ask me how she did and I told her after the start she was sexy as hell. Heather and I did one more set each alone that night then for a finale we did a short set together. In the first five minutes we danced and stripped off each others clothes, then the next ten minutes together we danced completely nude. With drink, distance and set separation most didn't realize until we were on stage together that we were mother and daughter, in that we got one hell of a response. Our night then done we went home both very tired. We had no sex that night aside of the arousal we got from our dancing, it was fun as always for me and for Heather she had a blast being nude in front of all those black men.
By the time Heather and I woke up the next morning my other two daughters had already left and went out with their friends. Since we had no actual sex that night both Heather and I were still well worked up sexually the next morning. I decided to give my oldest daughter a little treat. A toy I recently acquired my daughters had yet to find, it is called a Sybian, an electronic sex machine a woman sits on and it gives the most incredible ride. These machines are a little pricey but well worth it.
I put on the dildo attachment and had Heather mount it then showed her how to work the controls for several minutes. I kept the control and proceeded to drive my daughter crazy on that machine until after several orgasms she said enough. I have to say that the totally contented look on her face after her ride was priceless. I then mounted the machine myself and had my own ride; I decided to let my other daughters in on this machine when they get home. The only thing I can say about that thing, it's wonderful and some of the best money I have spent.
The decision was actually already made that I would let Heather start doing other dares with me on some occasions. The fact that she was of legal age had a lot to do with it. I knew I couldn't stop her; maybe at least I could look after her and control her a little. The following week I had to make my decision on just how far I would let my daughter go in her search for sexual thrills. Every day she would ask and push for much more than I felt comfortable letting her do. Several things I just said no to others I gave in easily. I was finally becoming adjusted to her wanting and doing some of these things but still upset that I opened the door for her.
Heather had already done one of her most desired challenges from my stories the glory-hole. She was hell bent on her most desired fantasy and with this she would not back down and I found just how stubborn my daughter could be. Heather would daily fight me tooth and nail to let her do a ************ challenge. I would tell her no and she would keep coming back saying it is her most desired fantasy to be just like me a paid ***** at least once. No way was I going to let her like me go alone into a motel room with some John she had just picked up.
Pregnancy risk was also discussed she expressed a real desire to experience orgasms similar to the ones I had doing the egg risk dares but I told her no to that. I had already made an appointment for her as well as me for birth control shots. Unfortunately my doctor was going to be away a lot in December and the first appointment available was mid January. Since my shots had lapsed I told Heather that if we were to do anything we both had to be very careful.
Saturday the first weekend in December early afternoon I was in chat and Mr.S. came in. He asked me how things went at the club and I told him about the night my daughter stripped. He was about to suggest a challenge but I told him I was already booked for that night, a spin-off from the bachelor party challenge. Telling Mr.S. that the black man that hosted the party, Sam, was impressed on how we handled it and requested me and Laura for a double date with him and his younger brother. His brother just finishing basic was shipping out to the Middle East. Sam's brother had never fucked a white girl and Sam wanted to give him a going away treat.
They were going to take us out to a late supper then dancing at a black club where they could show off their pretty white women then back to their hotel room, it was a full service date which meant sex was to be paid for and I was to be booked for the entire night. Being a last minute booking Diane called me to see if I would do it, she did express that Sam is a very good customer of hers. I told her I would do the date, Laura was booked so I was going to do the date alone or maybe with Gina but had not been able to get in touch with her. At that time Heather came in as I was telling Mr.S. this. Immediately she recognized him and asked if I was getting a challenge.
Before I could tell her anything, of all the rotten luck and absolute worst timing what comes up on the monitor screen, Mr.S. asking me if I asked Heather if she wanted to go on this date with me. He also said that this would be our next challenge. I had absolutely no intention on taking her on a call-girl date, I did not want her to be engaging in ************, especially so soon. I know I do it myself and am a bit of a hypocrite here but no mother wants to see her daughter become a *****. I tried to explain that to Mr.S. and was getting nowhere especially with her there trying to get to go with me, it was getting to be a bit much. I had to pee so I told Mr. S. I was going to and would be back in a few minutes, if he wanted he could talk to Heather then I got up and went to the bathroom. I did have to go but mostly I needed to clear my head. First I went to the kitchen and poured me another glass of wine, I needed a fuckin drink.
After I was through in the bathroom I came back and Mr.S. was gone, he had made the challenge but did not give any details. I stayed on a few more minutes to see if he would come back, all the while telling Heather she cannot go or at least trying to. My daughter wanted to do this challenge and was not about to take no for an answer. Stating that it was a safe ************ dare because it is just a date not like picking up men in a bar like I did. Reading about that ************ challenge in my first story had become Heather's most ultimate fantasy; she had masturbated to it very often.
That day I found out exactly just how headstrong and stubborn that girl can get, we argued back and forth, on and off for almost three hours. Sometimes she would walk out and I thought I had won the argument only to have her come back a half hour later and start in again. No shit, this was the biggest knock down drag out argument I ever had with this girl and I was getting late for my date. The last time she walked out I got ready, I was so grateful that my other two daughters were not home to hear all that went on they were with friends for a movie and sleepover.
I was also very relieved it had been over a half hour since I had seen her and I thought Heather had finally given up. I had already drank more wine than I would have liked just to calm my nerves during the fight. That last half hour I left it alone and intended to leave the booze alone for a while. That was until I got to my car and saw her waiting dressed and ready in the drivers seat, Heather had seen what I was wearing and dressed similarly. Already late and had no more argument in me I knew I lost this one and no matter what she was going, I got in the car. Before she started the car I said wait, I looked her dead in the eyes and said since you are so hell bent to do this just let me explain right now exactly what will be expected of you. This was my last ditch effort to change her mind and if not she at least would know something of what to do. Looking in her eyes I said sternly since you want to be a ***** let me tell you this may seem to be just a simple date but it isn't. These men are paying for our bodies and in doing so expect us to let them do as they please within reason. They will take us to a late supper, nothing much will happen there but they may get close and we will be their dates so no moving away even if you think he is ugly.
The club they will take us to is Sam's hang out he knows people there and they will be showing off their pretty white women. Do not be surprised here that they will openly kiss and fondle us, maybe even raise your skirt and openly feel you up. After some dirty dancing they will take us both back to the hotel room and fuck us many times we are booked for the entire night so sex in the morning is expected also. I don't know if you are ready for this, you have until we get to the hotel in Baltimore to decide. If you feel you can't handle it drop me off and go home, you can pick me up in the morning. I had packed an overnight bag for myself, before we left I went back in the house, quickly drank another glass of wine (Heather was driving) then and got a pair of jeans, T-shirt and shoes for Heather as I had for me and put them in my bag.
We drove in silence maybe fifteen minutes, Heather started to talk: Mom I never wanted to fight with you, I love you and want to be like you and with you. I know this is so wrong, immoral and defiantly illegal, I know if we were to be found out you will be in a lot more trouble involving me. I need you to know I am compelled to try ************ after reading your stories and my need for this is too great. If I don't do it now I know I will do it on my own and without you there to guide me and keep me out of trouble I know it could go terribly wrong. We both know this date arranged thru the service with a man you have already been with will not get us arrested and that they are STD safe. Of anything this is the safest I could ever possibly get, it scares me some yes but if not now what may happen if I go alone scares me even more.
Heather's logic as always made a point but I still didn't like it. We talked more of things to come, I stressed the need that we have them wear condoms although these men are safe my birth control has expired and Heather has never been on any. Since neither of us will be protected and the both of us are on the edge of our fertile week going bareback will be extremely risky. At the hotel Heather parked the car, I got out, my daughter hesitated, she was shaking then she took a deep breath then got out of the car.
After the introductions Heather was pleased that Sam and his brother Marcus were both good looking men. Sam is twenty seven his younger brother is almost twenty. Sam of course knew I was attractive but they were both surprised that I brought my daughter but were pleased she also is very pretty. We were dressed similarly, sexy but elegant we both had on nice mid thigh designer dresses, matching shoes and accessories also the jewelry we wore though not excessively expensive it was also not cheap. We may be call-girls but we were not pavement-princesses.
Dinner was very nice; we did get a lot of looks, two white women out on a date with black men. Heather looked a little self conscience about that at first but got over it fast. A short cab ride to the club it was now around 10:30 pm, going into the bar Heather was again not carded, Sam was well known at this club and with him nothing is questioned. Many watched as we passed by when the hostess showed us to our booth. A waitress then came and took our order; both Heather had virgin non-alcoholic drink. I told Heather earlier no booze in the club. I was still having a hard time with this situation and ordered a mixed drink, I needed something stronger this time
Soon we were all on the dance floor, it is so nice to dance with men that know how and like to. Knowing we were being watched both Sam and Marcus as expected started taking liberties, first holding ass as we danced to openly caressing. As the night went on more and more they boldly felt us up whether in the booth or on the dance floor their hands were all over our privates. At times even inside our blouses or panties, Heather being warned this may happen at first was a little nervous but after a while the fondling had its effect and she as well as I became very aroused.
In the booth between dancing Sam told me he knew we were not any of Diane's regular girls and that he knew of the challenge and my stories and they were the reason I was at the bachelor party. For this night Diane arranged to have Sam pay us in cash, she doesn’t do that with regular appointments. This was because we were not regular call-girls and on her books. Parties and arranging the dates she is paid by their cards anything extra supposedly is arranged by the girls on the side.
We left the club around 1.00am the men wanted to get at least a little sleep, they had to get up at 6:00am Marcus had to catch a flight out of BWI. In the room Sam got the envelope, I told Heather to get it and count the money, I wanted her to feel and understand something of what I had felt that first time. It had the effect, when given the money it did hit her, until then she was happy and fine. Money now in hand she was shaking the look on her face betrayed her. The men did not pay much attention but I sure noticed. Bill by bill Heather counted the money, I saw a little tear in her eyes; it then had dawned on her. I watched as she put the money in our bag my daughter had just entered the dark world of ************. Heather again took a few deep breathes and shook it off then walked over to Marcus, he then began to remove her clothes.
Sam already had me nude and was kissing and fondling me. The rest of Heather's clothes came off quickly Marcus was ready for sex. Sam first then his brother put me then Heather to our knees; she didn't ask she took most of his 8 inch cock into her mouth. Sam's a little longer at 8.5 inch went into mine; kneeling side by side mother and daughter whores sucked their black cocks.
The bed was a king size, Sam then laid me on my back and kissed his way down first to my breasts, he lingered sucking my tits a while. Marcus on the same bed followed his brothers’ lead then Sam really surprised me he looked up then said: never with any other of Diane's girls he then kissed his way down and started to eat me out. Again Marcus did as his brother and went down on Heather, she had oral before with some of her girlfriends but this was the first time a man has eaten her. Obviously Marcus did as well as Sam from the sounds of passion from my daughter; Sam was driving me crazy with his long hot tongue. The sounds and scent coming from my daughter fueled my passion; her being on the same bed next to me was very erotic. When time to mount up I told them I knew they were safe but we were both way too close for comfort with no birth control and that condoms were very necessary.
Condoms on then some lube first Sam mounted me then Marcus slowly entered Heather, she was obviously tight but in he went. It was then I remembered that the only real cock that had been in Heather was at the glory hole. I though my god my daughter's second time and her first face to face with a guy she is doing tonight as a call-girl. Soon I was to busy with my own pleasure, I was not surprised that my daughters presence there increased my passion as greatly as it did.
The last year or so I found that the sight, sound and especially the smell of another woman having sex with a man next to me as I did the same has heightened my senses. I found this even more so with my own daughter next to me being fucked by a young black man. Both Sam and Marcus wanted to make it last and fucked hard some then would slow to hold back. This go and slow did much to make the session last quite some time. We both changed positions a few times and by this time both Heather and I were riding them in a cowgirl position on top. This gave both Heather and I a few good minor orgasms, it also gave a little time to small talk. Somewhere among the talk Marcus told Heather how good she felt she laughed and said probably not half as good as your black girlfriends do bareback. It was then that Marcus said he never had sex without a condom on so he had no idea of any difference.
Heather looked over to me and just said please he never has, I told her she knew the risks, she said yes but still wanted to. I knew she wanted to try preg-risk sex we had only touched the subject mainly its obvious dangers and of course the incredible orgasms it brings. I had hoped she would forget about it for a few years but again I was wrong. I know now it was an incredibly stupid thing to do but like at the glory-hole I was very aroused having had several orgasms and especially the scent of Heather's sex totally clouded my mind in lust and along with all the alcohol I consumed that day I was not thinking at all.
I told Heather to rise up off of him, she did and I reached over and removed his condom then told her to lower as I guided his now bare black cock back into my unprotected daughter. Sam in disbelief just laid there and said I don't believe you just did that, he was more surprised when I rose up and removed his condom also then into me his black cock went bareback. We both had just picked up the pace and fucking harder and faster. I looked over to Heather and said to her, you know they may just make us both pregnant, she shook and came. Her orgasm hit her hard and Heather lost all control she let out a wail, Marcus had to hold her to contain her shaking. On top Heather and I were in control or so we though, the effect that one line had on two sets of balls was immediate and Marcus pulled Heather tight down on his cock then he exploded deep into her, Sam also pulled me down tight on him and he did the same deep inside me.
Many black men have told me that having sex with white women is a major fantasy for them however the hottest of all fantasies for almost all black men is knocking up a white woman. As Sam emptied his balls inside me I had the most glorious of all orgasms. At the time I knew I didn't want a black baby but then I was tipsy and in total lust and totally not thinking.
The only thing I knew was that both Heather and I were too damned close and the thought of us both getting knocked up with black babies blew my mind away. I screamed in passion yes but also over my scream I heard that of my daughter as another orgasm exploded within her. The two men couldn't believe our orgasms and they just held us as we shook in passion. I'm sure Heather and I did their ego's good that they were able to make two pros cum like that. As our orgasms subsided we started fucking again the men both young and black did not get soft.
We fucked longer this time eventually we both wound up fucking in the doggy position. Heather and I both took another large load of black seed deep inside our unprotected white wombs and again that triggered a massive orgasm inside each of us. After, us both exhausted fell asleep in the arms of our men.
Sam and Marcus got maybe two hours sleep but they woke up early enough to fuck us one more time before they left, they took us again bareback filling us with more black sperm. They got up, showered then got ready and left, they had a plane to get to. Sam said we could sleep in, I reset the clock Heather and I got an additional two hours before we had to get up.
All too soon the alarm went off I hit snooze, Heather cuddled to me I felt her shaking she just said we didn't really do that did we um I mean like um bareback uh I wasn't dreaming was I? I looked into her eyes they showed real fear. Nothing I could say that may ease her fear, I had to tell her the truth, I simply said yes honey we did. My daughter asked do you think we may become pregnant. I didn't know what to say really I told her it was very possible but with a lot of luck we both should miss conception. I had luck last year or so I thought, however where I have luck Heather does not and has that black cloud of bad luck over her, she knows this and was truly worried she went way too far this time.
We showered and dressed in the jeans and T-shirts I brought, traded our heels for athletic shoes and went home. Heather was silent most the way, when she finally spoke she told me, mom you were right, all isn't what it seems and when I took that money for my body I realized just what you have been trying to tell me. I know now I will never be the same I have taken money for my body and have been a professional *****. It was thrilling yes but also a lot more. I wish it wasn't and now cannot take my innocence back. I looked at my daughter and just said I know the first time is a rude awakening and the next time will not hurt. You're a ***** now that is no doubt, I know you had a good time otherwise and should another safe date like this come up do you think you would want to join me? (I really didn't want to ask but the damage now done better with me than on her own.)
Heather was stunned, said: safe date? We could be pregnant!
I said: “Yes we may be, it is a hazard of the business but we are both call-girls now and you understand that all too well. So would you like to work again with me should the occasion arise.”
Heather said: “I know I am, but I'm your daughter do you really want me to do it again?”
I told Heather no I don't, but you are what you are now and it cannot be taken back and I know you will desire to again so it best be with me.
My daughter lost in thought for a few minutes as she drove she then said: “Yes mom, you know me too well I would love to go out and be a ***** with you anytime.
I told her like with other dares or challenges it will all be up to me who she fucks and where. I told her silence is all important if anyone should find out we all will be in a lot of trouble. I never wanted this for her and told her so, but now that my daughter is an official lady of the evening I feel it is best left up to me to try and keep her and myself out of jail.
Arriving home I left the overnight case in the car, today was my youngest daughters birthday. I had Heather help me take her present out of the trunk; I had mussed up both our beds before we left so it appeared we had just went out early to get her present. In several boxes we brought in a new computer with all new components. In fact I had the computer in the trunk for several days but this covered the fact that Heather and I did not sleep at home that night. When she got home from the sleepover was she ever excited. We had a good birthday party for her except her father never showed as promised, he had done this often with the girls and it was getting too old.
I'm not sure what our next challenge will be or even if there will be any more, I guess that Heather and I will have to wait and see. Some may say I'm a bad mother for including her in these things and so to say “turning her out” but then she has told me she would have done so without me. So maybe it is best that I did so I could look after her just a bit. Some will believe it is wrong and others it is okay however I'm sure of one thing, any mother that has a headstrong girl may understand why I did in my position with her knowing about me and the stories. One thing I can say is that Heather has become one very happy and contented young woman, so it seems that naughty sex agrees with her as it does her mother.
Reality is stranger than fiction and now there are two very naughty girls.
Vivian
Girls just want to have fun: By Vivian
Sunday 12/6/2009, the day after that eventful night where Heather became a Lady of the evening was Beth's birthday. We had a wonderful party however my youngest along with her older sisters were once again disappointed as their father missed something very important in her life. To a young woman coming of age, having her father not show up for her birthday, when he had promised for the umpteenth time he would be there was a traumatic experience.
It was not until the following Tuesday that they finally saw him, he came in as usual not even saying hello. There was no gift; my husband again too busy with one of his girlfriends had totally forgotten his daughter. From my room I heard the ruckus it was loud and when I entered the living room I witnessed my three daughters giving their father hell. I had no idea they felt such a way about him, bringing out all the pent up disappointments from all those years of his chasing around and cheating on me to the neglect of me and especially of them. The exchange ended with them turning to me, standing there in stunned silence, as one my girls said mom how long are you going to put up with his shit. One then the others saying just tell him to go, we know you had been keeping it together for us but it is wrong. Wrong for you mom and for him and especially wrong for us!
Beth looked over to me and asked: “mom after all his cheating for so many years why would you keep letting him get away with it for so long?”
[I have never given my daughters the answer to that question, they will get the answer when they read this updated story.-That question really hit me, how could I tell my daughters that their father is the best lover I ever had and also has the biggest cock I have ever seen. (It is kind of hard to ask such good sex to go but when it stops at home it is over.)
Truth is he is huge; a tall man 6ft4in 225lbs over sized cock, length 12 ½ inches when measured correctly on the sides, thicker in girth than average at just under 6 inches. I tried a few times to get it all in but not happening, it got to be too much pain; my va-jay just wouldn’t stretch that much plus trying to move around my innards to compensate for that monster. When he saw the pain it was causing me my husband made me stop trying. I have since thought that had I kept trying in time I may have been able to eventually accommodate it.
Although anything over 6.5inches is good, me being a sort of size queen I find the best for me is around 7.5 to 8.5 inches which is the true average size of most male porn stars (camera lenses, camera angles and other special-effects make them look larger than they truly are). So anyone telling you they can “easily” handle a 12 inch cock is probably “stretching” the truth. Been there tried that; in some cases bigger really isn’t always better.
To this day my ex has been my best lover along with the biggest cock I have seen. To compensate for his size he pleasured me greatly in other ways. When we would make love he used his hand around his cock to prevent over penetration.
I do truly find sex with black men more exciting with taboo, contrast, attitude and a more aggressive way of fucking which is not the same as lovemaking I had with the ex. – Vivian 02/20/2024}
Back to 12/08/2009:
He looked at me I simply said they were right we both know its over just go. I then let him know that we would be moving into the house I inherited from my parents within the next two weeks. So my husband packed some of his things and left. As he drove off it was unreal as if a giant load was lifted and a lot of the tension in the house just disappeared.
The next two weeks we were busy with the move and I was offline during that time. At first I thought moving back in would be a little unnerving but as it turned out I had no problems. I grew up in this house since I was a baby, to me it is home. Getting set up in the family home wasn’t hard our houses were only about one mile apart. Dad had his office there so I just moved mine back in. We didn’t need any furniture, with my help my parents had refurnished shortly before the accident. We did manage to get it all done for the holidays and even set up a tree.
I started walking around the house nude more and more. I always had a bit of nudist in me and had been coaxed by Mr.S and other black men I have met in chat to do it. I felt comfortable doing so we have a lot of privacy with the house sitting on a six acre wooded lot. It wasn't long that my three daughters picked up on it and they too started being nude around the house unless there was company over.
Christmas with my girls was an enjoyable day it was just us and occasionally one or another of their friends came by to wish us happy holidays. We gave most of the usual gifts such as clothes or perfumes. I did receive one very surprising gift from all of my daughters it was a very tiny string bikini it was green and complimented my emerald eyes. I do work out and keep fit so trying it on I did look exceptionally sexy although it covered so little I may as well have been nude. My girls had me get it wet in the shower and low and behold the thing became transparent, oh do I have to find a beach where I could wear it without getting arrested. At first I thought it may have been a joke present but then they sounded serious that they too wanted to get bikinis like it, I said nothing it was a long time before summer.
The next day I was chatting in Dark Cavern with a new friend Mr.SM, he suggested that my other two daughters knew more than I had thought. Later I went out to have a little motherly chat and found out he was right. I found out that it was a lie that Heather found the stories. Yes Heather had read them but it was in fact Beth my youngest that had found the stories first and then showed them to both her older sisters, so the entire time all of my girls had been aware of my debauchery. My younger two daughters also wanted to engage in the challenges and have some sexual liberties like their older sister. They figured that Heather had the best shot at catching and maybe joining me. That part of their plan worked however they were the main persons I did not want to know and since they did they held little to bargain with. I still didn't want my soon to be ex to find out until my divorce was final and also didn't want certain friends to be aware (my girls didn't know that so I could bluff and at least slow things down with them for a while).
I know that on the internet everyone is beautiful and perfect, well this is a reality story and yes my daughters and I are not perfect. All of us are attractive although maybe not beauty pageant material but as average women are concerned we all are above average in looks and body. My daughters all of which have matured physically look a little older than their years, especially so had my youngest. Beth in fact appears to be the oldest and could pass easily for early to mid twenties and her sisters look to be in their early twenties. Heather my oldest is 5ft. 8in. 135lbs.has her fathers honey blond hair long to mid back my facial features, emerald green eyes and body, 36D high firm breasts, 25in. waist and 36in hips. Rachael my middle child could almost pass for Heather's twin, 1/2 inch shorter at 5ft. 7.5in. and 130lbs also a 36D-cup 25in waist 36in hips. Beth is my youngest but to look at her one would think she is the oldest of the three sisters. Standing 5ft 11.5in, 145lbs 36D 26in waist 37in hips. Myself very fit and trim at age thirty eight I'm 5ft 8in 140lbs. long light-auburn hair, emerald green eyes and fair alabaster skin, 36C 28in waist 37in hips.
Beth is the exception and is a very beautiful girl; she takes after her father side of the family with his families facial features his honey blond hair and blue eyes she also has my body. Beth could pass as a sister to her twenty-nine year old aunt Tanya and since Tanya looks young for her age it would be a toss up as to which actually looks older. My bet may be on Beth with being several inches taller and her D-cups over Tanya's B's Beth just may appear older at least until getting very close to them both side by side.
Saturday 12/26 2009 I got a call from the call-girl service they had a request for two women for a little gang bang with seven very good clients. As most of their girls were off for the holidays Diane told me that she heard that I took Heather when Laura couldn’t make it last time. Diane asked if Heather and I would like to take the job otherwise she would have to call back and decline it.
I had a talk with Heather, explaining this was not to be a date, they were not taking us out anywhere and we were to simply go to their hotel for sex. I had hoped that this being a ************ gang bang it would give Heather a scare as to what just may be required of her as a ***** and make her change her mind about being one; however she surprised me and wanted very much to go. After our talk I called back Diane and accepted the gig and Heather would attend.
Later that day we cleaned up and dressed sexy for the evening. On the ride over I prepped Heather the best I could on what may be expected on her first time with multiple men. There were to be seven black men I figured I would satisfy four and three for Heather to attend to. There were no surprises with extra men this time and only the seven black men that were contracted were there.
A few moments after our arrival we were given the money and we both got a drink. After getting the preliminaries out of the way we undressed giving the men a short striptease. Once the men found out it was a “mother daughter team” there was to be no four for me and three for Heather all seven men wanted a piece of us both. It was a little overwhelming to say the least but Heather took it well and gave no protest in fact she was in ***** heaven. The men took us both several times orally and vaginally. Some would bathe our throats or cunts with their cum and others would hold back and they would pass us around so that they all had some. Heather and I had several orgasms as these men continued to pound our pussies.
The nasty thoughts that were going through my mind was overpowering as I watched those black men shooting all that cum deep inside my ***** daughter then watch it oozing out of her slimy money-maker. Heather not yet on birth control, in my mind I was actually fantasizing it was about ten days later. That hot young pussy would be fertile then and those black men would be pumping my daughters belly up with a black baby. Such thoughts are just fantasy and yes did push me into an orgasm but in reality best to leave them just that, a fantasy.
Not that long ago I would never have thought such things about any of my daughters. Now every day as a ***** with booze and lust fueling these fantasies I slip deeper and deeper into Satan’s pit of sexual perversion. I find myself desiring not just Heather but also my other daughters falling into that same pit and feel the pleasures of their bodies. I can not understand as their mother why I would even have such fantasies or desires. I know it is so very wrong, but my ***** pussy gets soaking wet at the fantasy of one or especially all of my daughters coming up to me one day; then tell me they all have been working as call-girls and are now knocked up with black babies.
This little fantasy of mine may come back to bite me as my girls have been reading my stories. I do say that this is a pure fantasy at this time and don't want my other daughters doing anything as yet. For now it is just a hot nasty thought that I use to enhance my own lust.
We had been sucking and fucking these men heavily the first hour or so and taking little rest breaks and refreshing our drinks. One of them wanted to do anal. I was about to tell them no since Heather had only played a little there with a dildo but never with a man when Heather simply said it would cost extra. They tossed down more money and she put it with our things. I was thinking, damn that girl has turned into a bold cunt overnight. I went over to my purse and got my tube of lube as I was handing it to her they said no and told me they wanted me to do it.
I was a bit nervous about that; I am her mother and haven’t put anything on her bottom in many years. These men were insistent so I squeezed out a dollop and with my finger spread it all around her booty-hole. Then I heard one say don’t forget inside. Doing as told I got some more lube then pressed it with my finger inside my daughter’s pooper and rotated some to spread it around. I did not linger long it made me feel very out of place, although I did find it quite arousing fingering Heather's tight sphincter.
Her asshole now very slick we were re-positioned, both of us doggy with my face by her ass so I could watch my daughter being ass fucked. Heather relaxed and I watched as one of them positioned his black cock at her crinkled-star. A little aim, wiggle, push and that dark purple cock head popped inside her. Gently he slid his dark seven inch snake slowly all the way into Heather's bowels. I watched fascinated as he started fucking her booty-hole. Slowly at first until she got used to the invasion; he then picked up a little speed. Being in the doggy position I soon had a dick in my cock-slot; looking back I saw my daughter also had one in her mouth.
I too was in ***** heaven as the black-snake in my money-tunnel pumped me hard and by now as usual I was thinking completely with my cunt. Gone was all my reasoning and self control. Gone were all my inhibitions, Gone were my never-agains and Gone was my daughter. During those minutes of lost self control Heather to me turned into just another ***** there as I was paid to pleasure those clients.
That man did not last long in Heather's tight ass and soon he pushed deep then emptied his balls inside her bowels. He then withdrew his cock still dripping cum from her ass pointed it at my mouth and said suck it. Absolutely all inhibitions had left me, gone were my never-agains. I opened my mouth, he slid his cock inside and again I experienced ass-to-mouth. I had no idea how dirty, I didn.t taste much mostly his cum and a hint of the other *****’s ass on that cock and unlike that first time with Gina this time it sent multiple-orgasms shivering through my body. My orgasm squeezing the cock in my pussy sending him over the edge and he pushed deep and filled my cum-tunnel with his hot afro-seed. My orgasm calming down reality started to drift back, that other ***** slowly materialized back into my daughter. It was then I heard its now moms turn.
Heather needed no coaxing she rolled over on her back under me and pulled my oozing sperm-bottle to her mouth. I was shocked at first, Heather was not. My daughter not new to lesbian sex had been doing so with her friends for several years. Heather has a very talented tongue, with it she gave me incredible pleasure and she showed no inhibitions in doing so. She then took a dollop of that lube and with no hesitation proceeded to prepare my booty-hole for anal assault.
Not new to anal sex I had no trouble taking him and as with Heather the lube worked well. Soon he was pounding my ass in a semi-hard rhythm, Heather still under me watched from beneath as her mother was being fucked up her back-door. The constant pumping up my ass along with Heather’s tongue still at work on my creamy-canal soon had me quivering in orgasm, feeling this he started pounding my ass harder then this man was dumping a huge load of cum deep in my bowels.
Without saying a word he pulled out and pointed it toward Heather's mouth she opened and inside it went. Now as I have, my daughter has tasted ass-to-mouth, after he had pulled away one of them held me. Heather still under my ass, her mouth was coaxed by another to my ass as a glob of cum leaked out. My daughter then held onto me and licked my asshole then pushed her tongue one last time inside tasting that black mans cum.
Three and a half hours after our arrival we left the hotel, us both well used and dripping cum from both front and rear into our panty-shields. The ride home was quiet only the car radio on low volume broke the silence. I felt weird; I had no clue why I had lost total reality. Losing control in our wanton lust I allowed us both do some very nasty things. I know it was wrong to have lesbian incest with my daughter and her ease with anal sex and ass-to-mouth concerned me. Also I was really surprised at the ease in which Heather did all those nasty things with little or no inhibitions and that too gave me great concerned.
Finally at home in the driveway we talked, Heather was nervous that I was angry with her for doing such dirty things, I wasn't. My daughter fessed-up that she and her sisters have been having lesbian sex with some of their friends. Mostly tongue and finger games a few of her friends get a little crazy and with dildos have played with ATM so those things were not totally unknown to her. She also told me with these girls they have also experimented some with golden games. After our talk we both decided we are very much alike and we find that some of the nastier things do turn us both on greatly. I found that my daughter like her mother does love the thrill of selling her body and nasty sex with many men. It did really surprise me that all my daughters it seems are a lot less naive than their mother.
New Years Eve was pleasant but not all that eventful for me; my daughters had a sleepover party with their girlfriends. They all arrived in the mid afternoon they played some video games and watched TV. My daughters and I of course were dressed since there were guests, we had pizza for dinner. As we were eating my daughters asked if their friends could go nude as we had been doing for the past few weeks. I knew now that these girls have all been having lesbian sex with one-another for several years so I told them I could see no reason why not as long as they kept it our secret. Almost as one they all stood, removed their clothes then sat back down and continued eating, I then was the only one dressed so I too stood and removed my clothes.
That night was a sight, all these young late teen women running around the house nude. Playing games or watching the television it was not unusual to see them hugging or kissing, I saw some at times slip into bedrooms for some sex. On several occasions at Gina's, parties and as a call-girl I had sex with other women mostly as entertainment for the black men that were there. I found sex with women very pleasurable on these occasions and this has brought out the Bi side of me. Having all these young ladies running around my house nude all night kept me very wet.
Most of the evening I spent in my room on and off my computer in Dark Cavern chatting. While chatting I ran into Mr.SM, since I had not seen Mr.S in several weeks Mr.SM gave me a challenge to have my two other daughters strip dance at that black gentleman's club. I had not taken challenges from other chatters but Mr.S has not been available and I had chatted with this man several times. I told him I would think about it and only if the club manager called and needed dancers.
At midnight I gave them all just a little taste of Champagne to bring in the New Year then around 2am I sent them all to bed. The girls all seemed to pair up to sleep or whatever in each others arms. With so many of them sharing beds there were more than enough beds to go around.
The next morning (January 1 2010) I found Mr.S in chat, we talked it was strange, at times he was still reluctant to give a challenge to my girls and other times he was pushing me for it. My other daughters have been constantly bugging me to let them try some of the challenges like I had with Heather. Mr.S did say it could be up to me to let them if I wanted. He then gave me two challenges, 1. To go to the mall with my girls, me dressed in miniskirt, see thru blouse and no panties. I had to sit two times revealing myself and if approached by a black man I was to find a place and fuck him, 2. To go to adult store and buy a black strap-on.
Later that day when my daughters saw me dressed as required they all knew I was challenged, they all also wanted to do the challenge so I told them to change and dress as revealing as me then we went to the mall.
At the mall I did as specified, the girls had no idea about the pick-up/fuck part of the challenge. My daughters did have a hot time ******** their privates to the black men and others there. The mall was surprisingly busy but did have some nice sales and with all the people and having my girls with me I was not approached. The weather was quite cold that day so it was very uncomfortable getting to the car both going and returning from the mall. In both directions I had Heather avoid the truck-stop as she drove, my girls were very disappointed but I was not ready to ****** them to the glory-hole. I had a good day and another challenge has been completed.
Many I met in chat who have read my stories want to give me dares but always they seem to be way too ridiculous to do. I did get one by another regular chatter Mr.NC, I did accept this one right off. It was too exciting to pass up and I would be doing it with people I had been with before. I was to get my friend Gina to set up a party with a few of her lovers, I was to be blind-folded and let Gina direct the sex. I was to rely on my other senses - touch, hearing, smell and taste. I called Gina and told her about the dare, she thought it was a hot idea and said she would set up a party then let me know when.
Mid January Friday afternoon I got a call for a call-girl date, I needed another ***** so I asked Heather. With her now on birth control I no longer worried about her, however I was not. This was part of a deal to get her protected; I had to risk it until the end of June, she wanted a full year but I negotiated it to six months. She wanted to go so again my daughter and I will again be out as chippies. We met the men at the hotel they paid us then they took us out to several black dance clubs to show us off.
There was a lot of touchy-feely out on the dance floors and on a few occasions they positioned and fucked us as we slow danced. That is one wild feeling having a cock in your coochie as you are dancing around a crowded dance floor. Later back at the hotel they called a few friends and the five black men fucked both me and my daughter several times each. Heather got a real riding that night and when we left around 3:30am she was exhausted. Nothing real kinky but we both got a real kick on that dance floor
I was awakened by the phone around 11:30am the next morning; the strip club manager was in dire-straits. Four of his dancers got arrested; they were at a party at a drug dealer’s place that got raided. Heather was too tired from the night before and also had a prior engagement to sleep-over with some friends. I knew my other two daughters would do anything to go and actually I had seen them several times practice stripping with their older sister in their rooms. I decided then what the hell there is no actual sex involved and letting them do something may relieve some of their constant nagging. I told the manager I would dance and had two other white girls to dress his stage but as usual we will be a little late due to time, distance and need to prepare.
Rachael and Beth both were elated that I was going to take them out to strip. Early that afternoon I took them both to the mall. I bought them several outfits to strip in along with garters and quick release G-strings. Once back home I took a nap and with some direction from Heather my other two daughters practiced their routines. We had dinner early that evening then showered and ready to go. No need to shave, we all recently had a day at the spa complete with full Brazilian wax and full body massage with special oils.
We arrived at the club at 8:00pm a little late as expected. The manager thought Rachael was Heather as they look so much alike however he was stunned when he saw Beth. She looked older yes so neither girl was carded; they were not going to drink alcohol anyway. The manager had not expected to see a girl as beautiful as Beth come to strip on his stage. I again stopped at the bar and got a glass of wine. I was again very nervous; Heather had at least done a few things before she stripped, these two have not. As I had with my oldest before; we dressed in our first set outfits then went to choose music and lights.
At first I was reluctant to let these two choose music and dance as risqué as Heather and myself but relented after some prodding to let them both cut loose. I made sure they were aware of the rules of no touch and what little touching they can get away with when the men put money in the garters. One last thought; what the hell, they were going to be nude onstage in front of all these black men. What’s the difference if they do nasty-girl dancing? I then told Rachael and Beth they could dance and strip as vulgar as they wanted just as their older sister had.
As with Heather before I danced first as my other two daughters watched. Practicing was one thing being out on the stage in front of around one hundred black men is another and I wanted them to see first hand what to expect. I danced as before like a nasty wanton slut playing the edge of the stage for tips and under bright lights showed the audience all that was my sex. Again the black dancers separated us and after my set as she danced I gave my girls more advice and answered their questions.
Rachael since older I arranged to go first, she was nervous; I was not worried she is an attractive girl. Like her sister I gave her a taste of my wine to calm her. My daughters being white alone would easily carry this crowd and being pretty is a plus. Rachael often felt she wasn't very attractive even looking so much like her sister, Heather being older her body has developed a bit more. Beth her younger sister on the other hand just seemed to shoot up and develop so fast and with her looks taking on more of her fathers family features just turned out so stunning. These things had given Rachael a little of an inferiority complex. Even though she loves her sisters she often had felt the odd girl in the group, I believe that this night may have changed that feeling within her forever.
Her music started, shaking Rachael passed thru the curtains onto the stage, again surprised they were quiet then came the cheers. Rachael looked over her audience then down to the floor. She then started to dance, body moving and swaying she seemed to just absorb the music, and her moves were unreal. I always knew that this daughter loved music and dance and it was very obvious that she had practiced her routines however I had no idea she could dance so well. Like me, Rachael didn't waste much time removing her clothes and was nude in minutes but unlike me her reason was just to get that part out of the way so she could dance. I was stunned speechless watching her move across that stage with the grace of a combined ballerina and Olympic gymnast or figure skater. True her dance was very erotic and risqué but her feline grace and smooth cat like moves gave the performance something very special. Everything about her projected beauty, her moves making her muscles flex and shows her body as something exceptional. Rachael knew she was dancing well and it showed within her, she radiated confidence which brought out a smile I had not seen in some time. From next to me I heard: my god she is so beautiful, looking over I saw Beth, she simply said: I only wish I could dance like that.
Rachael giving them a performance that quality wise was fit for the professional stages of New York or Paris ballet not wasted on this stage made for exotic dancers. My thoughts at the time was that she danced so well and tried so hard it was unfortunate that the audience here was only interested in seeing her white tits, ass and pussy. Was I ever wrong about this audience they sure did noticed and when Rachael had finished her thirty minute set the crowd very loudly let out cheers, applause, whistles and threw money onstage.
Another of the black dancers came onstage as I took an exhausted Rachael back to the dressing room. Going out to the bar to get some water for Rachael all I heard was how they had never seen anyone dance like that and how magnificent she looked. The poor girl on the stage was not getting much attention and yes she sure did have a very hard act to follow. Back in the dressing room as Rachael recovered I told her that the men all loved her performance, she was radiant.
Beth next onstage danced more like Heather and me; she too had practiced and gave a very good performance. Beth's beauty gave her a lot of attention and carried her thru her set. My youngest knew she could not compete with her sister so she gave a more sexually explicit show. Beth gave the audience poses to show them exactly what they wanted to see often times holding the pose to give them a good long look into her sex. As I watched I could see Beth was enjoying herself being the naughty girl onstage. I knew bringing them here was wrong but it was oh so hot watching the audience reacting to them and thinking that if they only knew.
We all did several other sets that night; neither Beth nor I could compete with Rachael in dance. Beth and I both since we could never match her in grace gave much raunchier performances each set getting more risqué and vulgar as the night went on. It was all in nasty fun but I did find competing with my youngest daughter in dirty dancing incredibly hot. I was surprised as to just how nasty Beth could get and she wasn't afraid to show all those men what she had between her thighs. The more vulgar my performance was Beth's got a little nastier and I'm sure all those black men enjoyed watching us onstage.
It was of course Rachael that stole the show all night long and we all had a very good time. The black dancers didn't do so well that night so before we left I split my tip money between them. The tips the girls received I told them to keep and spend on themselves, after all they did earn it. One thing for sure that night did change both girls, they both like Heather became more helpful and more mature. Rachael showed the most change loosing all her doubts about her looks and worth and regained her confidence.
The following Tuesday I did the dare from Mr.NC, I have to say it was very different having sex without the use of my eyes. Even at night in a dark room the eyes adjust some but blindfolded is all together different. I had to use my other senses and found them all after a few minutes enhanced most noticeable was smell and taste. I also found myself very helpless as Gina put me through my paces having me pleasure several of her lovers and her that afternoon. I do have to say it was a very unique experience and I had several very strong orgasms but I like some control and prefer to have sex without the blindfold.
I got a little dare by a new chatter, not actually a challenge but a simple rule to go by. This only has to do with my call-girl dates not any of the dated challenges. I can only refuse one per cycle if I think it may be a little too close to fertile time. This being if I should say refuse or pass on one that may be 4 days before ovulation I cannot refuse the next even if it should fall on the day of ovulation. I took the dare, not much chance of a hit since I don't do many call-girl dates maybe one or two a month. He has to depend on my honesty as I could cheat on this one very easily.
Late January I finally got the nerve to do the other half of that dare by Mr.S. Heather caught me going out and wanted to go. I figured what the hell just go and get the strap-on and leave, no problem with her going just to do that. At the adult store she walked in with me again no one bothered to card. Most of theses stores with 21 age limit signs over look it if it is a woman and she is attractive.
Looking at the toys she said a strap-on was not all that great of an idea, the girls all liked oral and for fucking sex well we have the black men for that, she picked a dildo that looked exactly as a black cock.
Thought I was home free then Heather looked at the booths in the back and said we have to give the glory-holes here a try. She knew I had been there before and just how filthy they were from my story. Stuck I told her oral only because unlike the one at the truck stop we have no idea at all just how clean these men will be also I was well inside my four day fertile period. I picked another booth as that first one I had went in was too small for both of us, I found that this other booth only slightly larger was far filthier than that first one.
As we stripped off our clothes it was a little cramped with the two of us in that booth. I told Heather not to let them cum in her mouth only on our bodies. I fed the video machine and we watched some of the porn movie, I told Heather to put her fingers in the hole if she wanted some action. She did and soon a black cock came thru, I watched as my daughter got on her knees and started sucking this unknown black man’s cock. Heather sucked that cock only a few minutes when she heard that knock on the wall she pulled it out of her mouth and jacked him off. When he came she aimed it at her breasts and he creamed all over her perky tits.
My turn I did about the same and got my tits painted in cum. Next one she didn’t want to kneel in on that sticky cum covered floor she did this one bending over. This gave me much less room in that small booth. This pushed me back and I felt my ass push against the other wall. by this time I was so hot I again wasn't thinking. I didn't give it much thought that it too was sticky. With such limited space I was bent over almost in a doggy position watching Heather and playing with my clit. It never dawned on me that the booth would have another glory-hole on the opposite wall.
What are the odds that in backing up when my ass pushed tight against that wall my honey-hole would line up perfectly with that glory-hole? I had no idea until I felt that long black cock slide very deep inside my hot wet cum-craver. When my ass pressed against that wall it separated my labia opening me up to ****** my very wet vagina. The man on the other side thought I was offering it to him and took advantage.
As Heather sucked the cock on one side I was being fucked on the other, I looked between my legs and saw that long black python fucking me deep. I was so turned on I pushed my ass back harder and let that unknown cock fuck me as deep as I could. I was burning hot and of course as usual not thinking at all, as he pumped in and out of my high risk baby-oven. I returned to watching Heather’s action. It wasn't until I felt that cock twitch and pulse as he blasted his load deep inside did I remember that I was way too close for comfort. I remember wondering at the time if I was going to become knocked up with a black glory-hole baby. After that we got dressed and left, on the ride home I felt his sperm deep inside and had the feeling they were swimming around inside searching for my egg. I never told Heather what happened on the other side of the booth that day.
Call it coincidence I finally saw Mr.S in chat the next day, I told him I got the dildo but no details about Heather. He gave me another challenge to go back again that day and get a double sided dildo, I also had to go back into the booth and service two cocks. This time I got out without Heather seeing me. In the store I picked a nice fifteen inch long dark chocolate colored double dildo. This will give the pussies opportunities to kiss when they come together. I went into the back and sucked off two black cocks letting them cum on my tits. The day before was too close for comfort and I was worried, I started ovulating that night. Since Mr.S didn't specify how I was to service them I figured why risk it even more.
SNOW and did we get a lot of it, first week in February we were snowed in I caught Mr.S in chat Saturday. Challenge was to use the double and that with who would be my choice. My girls had a sleepover that night so I never got to do the challenge however my three daughters and their friends gave that double dildo a workout and all of their pussies kissed many times that day. Me, I spent some time on my Sybian. I was not alone in using it, my daughters and all their friends wanted to use it and that machine also got a good workout that day. It was a very good way to spend the day being that we were snowed in. We got even more snow a few days later broke a hundred year record in snowfall, thankfully the road crews got the roads open in a couple of days.
Mobile again, Diane the owner of the call-girl service knowing I was a business woman and accountant asked me to help her straighten out her books. She had been having serious problems and did not want to ask another accountant because of the legal or should I say illegal part of her business. I agreed to help her as she has been very good to me allowing me to use her service for my own pleasure and Heather's. Diane had been looking after us giving us dates with her special clients. I had not dated since the incident in the glory hole until I was tested and again cleared. The special clients as well as the call-girls all are checked regularly, these clients like bareback sex and pay extra for known clean women and Diane caters to them.
I had been working on her books for several weeks now, since she could not afford to give me any real salary when I started Diane offered a percentage of the business if I were to do them regularly and keep them in order. I didn't need the money and told her so however to help her out I told her I would do her books Diane is not one to take advantage especially since I got the IRS off her back and gave me a percentage of her corporation stock anyway and I do like being part owner of the call-girl business. The ************ part of the business needed to be handled delicately and by someone she trusted. Although on the dates arrangements are handled by the call-girl the money from the company's cut had to be accounted for somewhere.
I was working in the office Friday afternoon when word came that the girl Laura was to double with was sick. Laura is the young woman that I had done that very first call-girl date with so I volunteered to accompany her. The date was to be just us and two very good clients so I felt very comfortable going on this one and I was getting a little horny being off waiting to be cleared. I was also getting very worried being that I was about two weeks late for my period, this I told no one. About an hour later I was about to leave when Diane got a last minute call from one of her best personal clients. This client she takes care of herself but she needed another girl for this date since the client had a friend. Diane asked me if Heather was available, I called my daughter and she said it was okay with her if it was with me. I do trust Diane so this was the first time Heather went out as a call-girl without me; I still will not let her date alone.
Laura I do like a lot, I was surprised that she says she is a lesbian since she does have sex with men, which I would say was bi-sexual. She does insist that she is lesbian since there is no emotion; she simply fucks the men for the money only. We got to the hotel around 9:00pm. This was a sex only date, also contracted was to be a special lesbian show for the clients. I had no problem with some girl/girl sex since I had been enjoying it on other occasions at Gina's and some of the parties I have gone to and I also did like Laura a lot.
We had been fucking these black men for some time and having a few orgasms. Later after both men had cum inside us they wanted the lesbian show while they recovered. I like to eat out a woman but love it if she has a cream pie; somehow that male flavor in her drives me nuts. Totally aroused of course I had no longer had any restraint by this time I rolled onto my back and pulled her down to my mouth. Laura's pussy tight to my mouth as I licked the mixed flavor within her I was lost in total passion.
All of a sudden Laura rose up just a little, then a new flavor hit my tongue it was hot, salty, a little bitter and just a tiny bit acidic. Surprised at first but found I sort of liked the new taste, Laura was pissing in my mouth. With her pussy maybe ½ inch from my mouth so the clients could see. She was filling my mouth quickly I had little choice her legs by my head holding me in place, there were only two choices. Either I could close my mouth and have her urine splash all over my face and in my eyes or I could swallow. I drank, swallowing as much of her hot piss as I could, most made it to my stomach some ran out from between my mouth and Laura's pussy. She then pressed her pussy to my mouth and squirted the last of her piss across my tongue. Unknown to me at the time golden shower shows and games were Laura's specialty and the clients had contracted us especially for this. Everyone thought I knew and it was okay and expected since I volunteered so when we were doing the show for these clients Laura simply just cut loose into my mouth. This was the first time I tasted or drank piss; I did know that some people did. Until then the only experience I had with golden games was at one party I went to, some of the men also had us do a lesbian show but they just peed on our bodies a little as we ate out each other.
Laura was so upset when she found out I had no idea about the piss being involved with this date. I told her to calm down everything was alright and I liked it, we then continued with the date. After another round of fucking with the men we did another show for them, this time it was my turn to piss in Laura's mouth. No problem for her it is her kink and she loved drinking from me, I also got a kick out of doing such a vulgar thing and like her I started a little slow then cut it loose full bore into her mouth. We again had sex with the men then left for home.
I was to drop Laura off at her car but there was an accident in that direction. We were both tired so I invited her home with me. That night Laura and I shared my bed. We only slept and then I took her to get her car after breakfast. I did not tell any of my daughters about Laura's kink or about me drinking piss, now thinking about it I find I do kind of like the taste of girl pee.
I have found myself becoming more bi-sexual, yes I do like the feel and taboo of black men fucking me, however for love and relationship I find myself now leaning more toward women and the comfort of their soft bodies.
Later the next day I took a pregnancy test it was positive I indeed got pregnant in that glory-hole, I have kept that secret since. No one had to know, I miscarried a little over a week later. As I told Heather it is a hazard of the trade and again I got lucky.
Heather told me about her date with Diane, she had a good evening. It was a double date they went out for dinner dancing and had a good time having regular oral & vaginal sex with the clients. Heather said she had a great time and for her it was very hot and going without me made her feel much more like a true pro ***** and she loved it. My other two daughters ears glued to our conversation as we compare our dates were jealous and again started in bugging me to let them do more including being chippies.
I have no idea just how long I can keep putting them off. The more challenges and call-girl dates I do the less inhibited I get. The more I think like a slut/***** the less I care about what others think. I do now often fantasize about Rachael and Beth being blacked and fucking as prostitutes. I know it is wrong but it makes me so hot thinking of those two with black cocks deep inside of them and my girls moaning with pleasure.
Another thing I again lost total control during a gang-bang as a call-girl, this time I was fantasizing of me allowing them to come on a date knowing they were at their peak. This worries me much, not being able stop things if they get out of control. I do want all of my daughters to be happy and feel the pleasures I have since I started having sex with black men and becoming a *****. I however do not want things to fall so far into Satan’s perverted pit that we can’t get out.
I would like to add that although my daughter and I are whores we are only part time ladies of the evening. Since I have started that first time last year to now mid Feb 2010, I have only been out as a ***** 8 times and Heather 4 times. I have stripped 4 times and only 1 time each had my girls. We do these things for fun and rarely, it would not have the same excitement if any of us had to do either for a living every day and I will try to make sure none of us falls quite that deep into the pit of perversion.
Sex is fun and exciting especially to try new and naughty things. I have found that the more wrong it is as seen by society or nasty the sex is (within limits as there are some things no matter what we will not do) the hotter and more excited I get and with this comes the stronger orgasms. Most of all the risk of pregnancy has been driving me crazy with strong orgasms. These are fantasies I think of as black men pound their cocks into me and when I feel their cum shoot so deep inside.
I am not looking for that baby it is only the risk I want and the orgasms. However pregnancy is a risk of the trade if we have sex without birth control. Often I think of what may occur if I should become unlucky, abortion is out; I could never kill a baby. There is adoption but I think should I become pregnant I would keep the baby.
They say the brain is the most powerful sex organ I think this is true as these things going through my mind when I fuck, they do greatly enhance the sex acts. My daughters have found this true also so for now there are still 2 very naughty girls and well the other 2 are just a tiny bit naughty.
Vivian: 02/20/2024: It has been over 15 years since I have written these stories. Times have changed and so have I. We did fall a little deeper into Satan’s pit of sexual depravity but luckily not so far that anyone got hurt. I will say this dare game was one of the most exciting times of my life. Many times I did not choose wisely with booze and lust impairing my judgement. A lot could have gone wrong. I was very lucky.
During this time I came close to being an alcoholic. My drink was wine, I drank so much of the stuff I lost my taste for it and to this day I no longer find it palatable.
It was not until the following Tuesday that they finally saw him, he came in as usual not even saying hello. There was no gift; my husband again too busy with one of his girlfriends had totally forgotten his daughter. From my room I heard the ruckus it was loud and when I entered the living room I witnessed my three daughters giving their father hell. I had no idea they felt such a way about him, bringing out all the pent up disappointments from all those years of his chasing around and cheating on me to the neglect of me and especially of them. The exchange ended with them turning to me, standing there in stunned silence, as one my girls said mom how long are you going to put up with his shit. One then the others saying just tell him to go, we know you had been keeping it together for us but it is wrong. Wrong for you mom and for him and especially wrong for us!
Beth looked over to me and asked: “mom after all his cheating for so many years why would you keep letting him get away with it for so long?”
[I have never given my daughters the answer to that question, they will get the answer when they read this updated story.-That question really hit me, how could I tell my daughters that their father is the best lover I ever had and also has the biggest cock I have ever seen. (It is kind of hard to ask such good sex to go but when it stops at home it is over.)
Truth is he is huge; a tall man 6ft4in 225lbs over sized cock, length 12 ½ inches when measured correctly on the sides, thicker in girth than average at just under 6 inches. I tried a few times to get it all in but not happening, it got to be too much pain; my va-jay just wouldn’t stretch that much plus trying to move around my innards to compensate for that monster. When he saw the pain it was causing me my husband made me stop trying. I have since thought that had I kept trying in time I may have been able to eventually accommodate it.
Although anything over 6.5inches is good, me being a sort of size queen I find the best for me is around 7.5 to 8.5 inches which is the true average size of most male porn stars (camera lenses, camera angles and other special-effects make them look larger than they truly are). So anyone telling you they can “easily” handle a 12 inch cock is probably “stretching” the truth. Been there tried that; in some cases bigger really isn’t always better.
To this day my ex has been my best lover along with the biggest cock I have seen. To compensate for his size he pleasured me greatly in other ways. When we would make love he used his hand around his cock to prevent over penetration.
I do truly find sex with black men more exciting with taboo, contrast, attitude and a more aggressive way of fucking which is not the same as lovemaking I had with the ex. – Vivian 02/20/2024}
Back to 12/08/2009:
He looked at me I simply said they were right we both know its over just go. I then let him know that we would be moving into the house I inherited from my parents within the next two weeks. So my husband packed some of his things and left. As he drove off it was unreal as if a giant load was lifted and a lot of the tension in the house just disappeared.
The next two weeks we were busy with the move and I was offline during that time. At first I thought moving back in would be a little unnerving but as it turned out I had no problems. I grew up in this house since I was a baby, to me it is home. Getting set up in the family home wasn’t hard our houses were only about one mile apart. Dad had his office there so I just moved mine back in. We didn’t need any furniture, with my help my parents had refurnished shortly before the accident. We did manage to get it all done for the holidays and even set up a tree.
I started walking around the house nude more and more. I always had a bit of nudist in me and had been coaxed by Mr.S and other black men I have met in chat to do it. I felt comfortable doing so we have a lot of privacy with the house sitting on a six acre wooded lot. It wasn't long that my three daughters picked up on it and they too started being nude around the house unless there was company over.
Christmas with my girls was an enjoyable day it was just us and occasionally one or another of their friends came by to wish us happy holidays. We gave most of the usual gifts such as clothes or perfumes. I did receive one very surprising gift from all of my daughters it was a very tiny string bikini it was green and complimented my emerald eyes. I do work out and keep fit so trying it on I did look exceptionally sexy although it covered so little I may as well have been nude. My girls had me get it wet in the shower and low and behold the thing became transparent, oh do I have to find a beach where I could wear it without getting arrested. At first I thought it may have been a joke present but then they sounded serious that they too wanted to get bikinis like it, I said nothing it was a long time before summer.
The next day I was chatting in Dark Cavern with a new friend Mr.SM, he suggested that my other two daughters knew more than I had thought. Later I went out to have a little motherly chat and found out he was right. I found out that it was a lie that Heather found the stories. Yes Heather had read them but it was in fact Beth my youngest that had found the stories first and then showed them to both her older sisters, so the entire time all of my girls had been aware of my debauchery. My younger two daughters also wanted to engage in the challenges and have some sexual liberties like their older sister. They figured that Heather had the best shot at catching and maybe joining me. That part of their plan worked however they were the main persons I did not want to know and since they did they held little to bargain with. I still didn't want my soon to be ex to find out until my divorce was final and also didn't want certain friends to be aware (my girls didn't know that so I could bluff and at least slow things down with them for a while).
I know that on the internet everyone is beautiful and perfect, well this is a reality story and yes my daughters and I are not perfect. All of us are attractive although maybe not beauty pageant material but as average women are concerned we all are above average in looks and body. My daughters all of which have matured physically look a little older than their years, especially so had my youngest. Beth in fact appears to be the oldest and could pass easily for early to mid twenties and her sisters look to be in their early twenties. Heather my oldest is 5ft. 8in. 135lbs.has her fathers honey blond hair long to mid back my facial features, emerald green eyes and body, 36D high firm breasts, 25in. waist and 36in hips. Rachael my middle child could almost pass for Heather's twin, 1/2 inch shorter at 5ft. 7.5in. and 130lbs also a 36D-cup 25in waist 36in hips. Beth is my youngest but to look at her one would think she is the oldest of the three sisters. Standing 5ft 11.5in, 145lbs 36D 26in waist 37in hips. Myself very fit and trim at age thirty eight I'm 5ft 8in 140lbs. long light-auburn hair, emerald green eyes and fair alabaster skin, 36C 28in waist 37in hips.
Beth is the exception and is a very beautiful girl; she takes after her father side of the family with his families facial features his honey blond hair and blue eyes she also has my body. Beth could pass as a sister to her twenty-nine year old aunt Tanya and since Tanya looks young for her age it would be a toss up as to which actually looks older. My bet may be on Beth with being several inches taller and her D-cups over Tanya's B's Beth just may appear older at least until getting very close to them both side by side.
Saturday 12/26 2009 I got a call from the call-girl service they had a request for two women for a little gang bang with seven very good clients. As most of their girls were off for the holidays Diane told me that she heard that I took Heather when Laura couldn’t make it last time. Diane asked if Heather and I would like to take the job otherwise she would have to call back and decline it.
I had a talk with Heather, explaining this was not to be a date, they were not taking us out anywhere and we were to simply go to their hotel for sex. I had hoped that this being a ************ gang bang it would give Heather a scare as to what just may be required of her as a ***** and make her change her mind about being one; however she surprised me and wanted very much to go. After our talk I called back Diane and accepted the gig and Heather would attend.
Later that day we cleaned up and dressed sexy for the evening. On the ride over I prepped Heather the best I could on what may be expected on her first time with multiple men. There were to be seven black men I figured I would satisfy four and three for Heather to attend to. There were no surprises with extra men this time and only the seven black men that were contracted were there.
A few moments after our arrival we were given the money and we both got a drink. After getting the preliminaries out of the way we undressed giving the men a short striptease. Once the men found out it was a “mother daughter team” there was to be no four for me and three for Heather all seven men wanted a piece of us both. It was a little overwhelming to say the least but Heather took it well and gave no protest in fact she was in ***** heaven. The men took us both several times orally and vaginally. Some would bathe our throats or cunts with their cum and others would hold back and they would pass us around so that they all had some. Heather and I had several orgasms as these men continued to pound our pussies.
The nasty thoughts that were going through my mind was overpowering as I watched those black men shooting all that cum deep inside my ***** daughter then watch it oozing out of her slimy money-maker. Heather not yet on birth control, in my mind I was actually fantasizing it was about ten days later. That hot young pussy would be fertile then and those black men would be pumping my daughters belly up with a black baby. Such thoughts are just fantasy and yes did push me into an orgasm but in reality best to leave them just that, a fantasy.
Not that long ago I would never have thought such things about any of my daughters. Now every day as a ***** with booze and lust fueling these fantasies I slip deeper and deeper into Satan’s pit of sexual perversion. I find myself desiring not just Heather but also my other daughters falling into that same pit and feel the pleasures of their bodies. I can not understand as their mother why I would even have such fantasies or desires. I know it is so very wrong, but my ***** pussy gets soaking wet at the fantasy of one or especially all of my daughters coming up to me one day; then tell me they all have been working as call-girls and are now knocked up with black babies.
This little fantasy of mine may come back to bite me as my girls have been reading my stories. I do say that this is a pure fantasy at this time and don't want my other daughters doing anything as yet. For now it is just a hot nasty thought that I use to enhance my own lust.
We had been sucking and fucking these men heavily the first hour or so and taking little rest breaks and refreshing our drinks. One of them wanted to do anal. I was about to tell them no since Heather had only played a little there with a dildo but never with a man when Heather simply said it would cost extra. They tossed down more money and she put it with our things. I was thinking, damn that girl has turned into a bold cunt overnight. I went over to my purse and got my tube of lube as I was handing it to her they said no and told me they wanted me to do it.
I was a bit nervous about that; I am her mother and haven’t put anything on her bottom in many years. These men were insistent so I squeezed out a dollop and with my finger spread it all around her booty-hole. Then I heard one say don’t forget inside. Doing as told I got some more lube then pressed it with my finger inside my daughter’s pooper and rotated some to spread it around. I did not linger long it made me feel very out of place, although I did find it quite arousing fingering Heather's tight sphincter.
Her asshole now very slick we were re-positioned, both of us doggy with my face by her ass so I could watch my daughter being ass fucked. Heather relaxed and I watched as one of them positioned his black cock at her crinkled-star. A little aim, wiggle, push and that dark purple cock head popped inside her. Gently he slid his dark seven inch snake slowly all the way into Heather's bowels. I watched fascinated as he started fucking her booty-hole. Slowly at first until she got used to the invasion; he then picked up a little speed. Being in the doggy position I soon had a dick in my cock-slot; looking back I saw my daughter also had one in her mouth.
I too was in ***** heaven as the black-snake in my money-tunnel pumped me hard and by now as usual I was thinking completely with my cunt. Gone was all my reasoning and self control. Gone were all my inhibitions, Gone were my never-agains and Gone was my daughter. During those minutes of lost self control Heather to me turned into just another ***** there as I was paid to pleasure those clients.
That man did not last long in Heather's tight ass and soon he pushed deep then emptied his balls inside her bowels. He then withdrew his cock still dripping cum from her ass pointed it at my mouth and said suck it. Absolutely all inhibitions had left me, gone were my never-agains. I opened my mouth, he slid his cock inside and again I experienced ass-to-mouth. I had no idea how dirty, I didn.t taste much mostly his cum and a hint of the other *****’s ass on that cock and unlike that first time with Gina this time it sent multiple-orgasms shivering through my body. My orgasm squeezing the cock in my pussy sending him over the edge and he pushed deep and filled my cum-tunnel with his hot afro-seed. My orgasm calming down reality started to drift back, that other ***** slowly materialized back into my daughter. It was then I heard its now moms turn.
Heather needed no coaxing she rolled over on her back under me and pulled my oozing sperm-bottle to her mouth. I was shocked at first, Heather was not. My daughter not new to lesbian sex had been doing so with her friends for several years. Heather has a very talented tongue, with it she gave me incredible pleasure and she showed no inhibitions in doing so. She then took a dollop of that lube and with no hesitation proceeded to prepare my booty-hole for anal assault.
Not new to anal sex I had no trouble taking him and as with Heather the lube worked well. Soon he was pounding my ass in a semi-hard rhythm, Heather still under me watched from beneath as her mother was being fucked up her back-door. The constant pumping up my ass along with Heather’s tongue still at work on my creamy-canal soon had me quivering in orgasm, feeling this he started pounding my ass harder then this man was dumping a huge load of cum deep in my bowels.
Without saying a word he pulled out and pointed it toward Heather's mouth she opened and inside it went. Now as I have, my daughter has tasted ass-to-mouth, after he had pulled away one of them held me. Heather still under my ass, her mouth was coaxed by another to my ass as a glob of cum leaked out. My daughter then held onto me and licked my asshole then pushed her tongue one last time inside tasting that black mans cum.
Three and a half hours after our arrival we left the hotel, us both well used and dripping cum from both front and rear into our panty-shields. The ride home was quiet only the car radio on low volume broke the silence. I felt weird; I had no clue why I had lost total reality. Losing control in our wanton lust I allowed us both do some very nasty things. I know it was wrong to have lesbian incest with my daughter and her ease with anal sex and ass-to-mouth concerned me. Also I was really surprised at the ease in which Heather did all those nasty things with little or no inhibitions and that too gave me great concerned.
Finally at home in the driveway we talked, Heather was nervous that I was angry with her for doing such dirty things, I wasn't. My daughter fessed-up that she and her sisters have been having lesbian sex with some of their friends. Mostly tongue and finger games a few of her friends get a little crazy and with dildos have played with ATM so those things were not totally unknown to her. She also told me with these girls they have also experimented some with golden games. After our talk we both decided we are very much alike and we find that some of the nastier things do turn us both on greatly. I found that my daughter like her mother does love the thrill of selling her body and nasty sex with many men. It did really surprise me that all my daughters it seems are a lot less naive than their mother.
New Years Eve was pleasant but not all that eventful for me; my daughters had a sleepover party with their girlfriends. They all arrived in the mid afternoon they played some video games and watched TV. My daughters and I of course were dressed since there were guests, we had pizza for dinner. As we were eating my daughters asked if their friends could go nude as we had been doing for the past few weeks. I knew now that these girls have all been having lesbian sex with one-another for several years so I told them I could see no reason why not as long as they kept it our secret. Almost as one they all stood, removed their clothes then sat back down and continued eating, I then was the only one dressed so I too stood and removed my clothes.
That night was a sight, all these young late teen women running around the house nude. Playing games or watching the television it was not unusual to see them hugging or kissing, I saw some at times slip into bedrooms for some sex. On several occasions at Gina's, parties and as a call-girl I had sex with other women mostly as entertainment for the black men that were there. I found sex with women very pleasurable on these occasions and this has brought out the Bi side of me. Having all these young ladies running around my house nude all night kept me very wet.
Most of the evening I spent in my room on and off my computer in Dark Cavern chatting. While chatting I ran into Mr.SM, since I had not seen Mr.S in several weeks Mr.SM gave me a challenge to have my two other daughters strip dance at that black gentleman's club. I had not taken challenges from other chatters but Mr.S has not been available and I had chatted with this man several times. I told him I would think about it and only if the club manager called and needed dancers.
At midnight I gave them all just a little taste of Champagne to bring in the New Year then around 2am I sent them all to bed. The girls all seemed to pair up to sleep or whatever in each others arms. With so many of them sharing beds there were more than enough beds to go around.
The next morning (January 1 2010) I found Mr.S in chat, we talked it was strange, at times he was still reluctant to give a challenge to my girls and other times he was pushing me for it. My other daughters have been constantly bugging me to let them try some of the challenges like I had with Heather. Mr.S did say it could be up to me to let them if I wanted. He then gave me two challenges, 1. To go to the mall with my girls, me dressed in miniskirt, see thru blouse and no panties. I had to sit two times revealing myself and if approached by a black man I was to find a place and fuck him, 2. To go to adult store and buy a black strap-on.
Later that day when my daughters saw me dressed as required they all knew I was challenged, they all also wanted to do the challenge so I told them to change and dress as revealing as me then we went to the mall.
At the mall I did as specified, the girls had no idea about the pick-up/fuck part of the challenge. My daughters did have a hot time ******** their privates to the black men and others there. The mall was surprisingly busy but did have some nice sales and with all the people and having my girls with me I was not approached. The weather was quite cold that day so it was very uncomfortable getting to the car both going and returning from the mall. In both directions I had Heather avoid the truck-stop as she drove, my girls were very disappointed but I was not ready to ****** them to the glory-hole. I had a good day and another challenge has been completed.
Many I met in chat who have read my stories want to give me dares but always they seem to be way too ridiculous to do. I did get one by another regular chatter Mr.NC, I did accept this one right off. It was too exciting to pass up and I would be doing it with people I had been with before. I was to get my friend Gina to set up a party with a few of her lovers, I was to be blind-folded and let Gina direct the sex. I was to rely on my other senses - touch, hearing, smell and taste. I called Gina and told her about the dare, she thought it was a hot idea and said she would set up a party then let me know when.
Mid January Friday afternoon I got a call for a call-girl date, I needed another ***** so I asked Heather. With her now on birth control I no longer worried about her, however I was not. This was part of a deal to get her protected; I had to risk it until the end of June, she wanted a full year but I negotiated it to six months. She wanted to go so again my daughter and I will again be out as chippies. We met the men at the hotel they paid us then they took us out to several black dance clubs to show us off.
There was a lot of touchy-feely out on the dance floors and on a few occasions they positioned and fucked us as we slow danced. That is one wild feeling having a cock in your coochie as you are dancing around a crowded dance floor. Later back at the hotel they called a few friends and the five black men fucked both me and my daughter several times each. Heather got a real riding that night and when we left around 3:30am she was exhausted. Nothing real kinky but we both got a real kick on that dance floor
I was awakened by the phone around 11:30am the next morning; the strip club manager was in dire-straits. Four of his dancers got arrested; they were at a party at a drug dealer’s place that got raided. Heather was too tired from the night before and also had a prior engagement to sleep-over with some friends. I knew my other two daughters would do anything to go and actually I had seen them several times practice stripping with their older sister in their rooms. I decided then what the hell there is no actual sex involved and letting them do something may relieve some of their constant nagging. I told the manager I would dance and had two other white girls to dress his stage but as usual we will be a little late due to time, distance and need to prepare.
Rachael and Beth both were elated that I was going to take them out to strip. Early that afternoon I took them both to the mall. I bought them several outfits to strip in along with garters and quick release G-strings. Once back home I took a nap and with some direction from Heather my other two daughters practiced their routines. We had dinner early that evening then showered and ready to go. No need to shave, we all recently had a day at the spa complete with full Brazilian wax and full body massage with special oils.
We arrived at the club at 8:00pm a little late as expected. The manager thought Rachael was Heather as they look so much alike however he was stunned when he saw Beth. She looked older yes so neither girl was carded; they were not going to drink alcohol anyway. The manager had not expected to see a girl as beautiful as Beth come to strip on his stage. I again stopped at the bar and got a glass of wine. I was again very nervous; Heather had at least done a few things before she stripped, these two have not. As I had with my oldest before; we dressed in our first set outfits then went to choose music and lights.
At first I was reluctant to let these two choose music and dance as risqué as Heather and myself but relented after some prodding to let them both cut loose. I made sure they were aware of the rules of no touch and what little touching they can get away with when the men put money in the garters. One last thought; what the hell, they were going to be nude onstage in front of all these black men. What’s the difference if they do nasty-girl dancing? I then told Rachael and Beth they could dance and strip as vulgar as they wanted just as their older sister had.
As with Heather before I danced first as my other two daughters watched. Practicing was one thing being out on the stage in front of around one hundred black men is another and I wanted them to see first hand what to expect. I danced as before like a nasty wanton slut playing the edge of the stage for tips and under bright lights showed the audience all that was my sex. Again the black dancers separated us and after my set as she danced I gave my girls more advice and answered their questions.
Rachael since older I arranged to go first, she was nervous; I was not worried she is an attractive girl. Like her sister I gave her a taste of my wine to calm her. My daughters being white alone would easily carry this crowd and being pretty is a plus. Rachael often felt she wasn't very attractive even looking so much like her sister, Heather being older her body has developed a bit more. Beth her younger sister on the other hand just seemed to shoot up and develop so fast and with her looks taking on more of her fathers family features just turned out so stunning. These things had given Rachael a little of an inferiority complex. Even though she loves her sisters she often had felt the odd girl in the group, I believe that this night may have changed that feeling within her forever.
Her music started, shaking Rachael passed thru the curtains onto the stage, again surprised they were quiet then came the cheers. Rachael looked over her audience then down to the floor. She then started to dance, body moving and swaying she seemed to just absorb the music, and her moves were unreal. I always knew that this daughter loved music and dance and it was very obvious that she had practiced her routines however I had no idea she could dance so well. Like me, Rachael didn't waste much time removing her clothes and was nude in minutes but unlike me her reason was just to get that part out of the way so she could dance. I was stunned speechless watching her move across that stage with the grace of a combined ballerina and Olympic gymnast or figure skater. True her dance was very erotic and risqué but her feline grace and smooth cat like moves gave the performance something very special. Everything about her projected beauty, her moves making her muscles flex and shows her body as something exceptional. Rachael knew she was dancing well and it showed within her, she radiated confidence which brought out a smile I had not seen in some time. From next to me I heard: my god she is so beautiful, looking over I saw Beth, she simply said: I only wish I could dance like that.
Rachael giving them a performance that quality wise was fit for the professional stages of New York or Paris ballet not wasted on this stage made for exotic dancers. My thoughts at the time was that she danced so well and tried so hard it was unfortunate that the audience here was only interested in seeing her white tits, ass and pussy. Was I ever wrong about this audience they sure did noticed and when Rachael had finished her thirty minute set the crowd very loudly let out cheers, applause, whistles and threw money onstage.
Another of the black dancers came onstage as I took an exhausted Rachael back to the dressing room. Going out to the bar to get some water for Rachael all I heard was how they had never seen anyone dance like that and how magnificent she looked. The poor girl on the stage was not getting much attention and yes she sure did have a very hard act to follow. Back in the dressing room as Rachael recovered I told her that the men all loved her performance, she was radiant.
Beth next onstage danced more like Heather and me; she too had practiced and gave a very good performance. Beth's beauty gave her a lot of attention and carried her thru her set. My youngest knew she could not compete with her sister so she gave a more sexually explicit show. Beth gave the audience poses to show them exactly what they wanted to see often times holding the pose to give them a good long look into her sex. As I watched I could see Beth was enjoying herself being the naughty girl onstage. I knew bringing them here was wrong but it was oh so hot watching the audience reacting to them and thinking that if they only knew.
We all did several other sets that night; neither Beth nor I could compete with Rachael in dance. Beth and I both since we could never match her in grace gave much raunchier performances each set getting more risqué and vulgar as the night went on. It was all in nasty fun but I did find competing with my youngest daughter in dirty dancing incredibly hot. I was surprised as to just how nasty Beth could get and she wasn't afraid to show all those men what she had between her thighs. The more vulgar my performance was Beth's got a little nastier and I'm sure all those black men enjoyed watching us onstage.
It was of course Rachael that stole the show all night long and we all had a very good time. The black dancers didn't do so well that night so before we left I split my tip money between them. The tips the girls received I told them to keep and spend on themselves, after all they did earn it. One thing for sure that night did change both girls, they both like Heather became more helpful and more mature. Rachael showed the most change loosing all her doubts about her looks and worth and regained her confidence.
The following Tuesday I did the dare from Mr.NC, I have to say it was very different having sex without the use of my eyes. Even at night in a dark room the eyes adjust some but blindfolded is all together different. I had to use my other senses and found them all after a few minutes enhanced most noticeable was smell and taste. I also found myself very helpless as Gina put me through my paces having me pleasure several of her lovers and her that afternoon. I do have to say it was a very unique experience and I had several very strong orgasms but I like some control and prefer to have sex without the blindfold.
I got a little dare by a new chatter, not actually a challenge but a simple rule to go by. This only has to do with my call-girl dates not any of the dated challenges. I can only refuse one per cycle if I think it may be a little too close to fertile time. This being if I should say refuse or pass on one that may be 4 days before ovulation I cannot refuse the next even if it should fall on the day of ovulation. I took the dare, not much chance of a hit since I don't do many call-girl dates maybe one or two a month. He has to depend on my honesty as I could cheat on this one very easily.
Late January I finally got the nerve to do the other half of that dare by Mr.S. Heather caught me going out and wanted to go. I figured what the hell just go and get the strap-on and leave, no problem with her going just to do that. At the adult store she walked in with me again no one bothered to card. Most of theses stores with 21 age limit signs over look it if it is a woman and she is attractive.
Looking at the toys she said a strap-on was not all that great of an idea, the girls all liked oral and for fucking sex well we have the black men for that, she picked a dildo that looked exactly as a black cock.
Thought I was home free then Heather looked at the booths in the back and said we have to give the glory-holes here a try. She knew I had been there before and just how filthy they were from my story. Stuck I told her oral only because unlike the one at the truck stop we have no idea at all just how clean these men will be also I was well inside my four day fertile period. I picked another booth as that first one I had went in was too small for both of us, I found that this other booth only slightly larger was far filthier than that first one.
As we stripped off our clothes it was a little cramped with the two of us in that booth. I told Heather not to let them cum in her mouth only on our bodies. I fed the video machine and we watched some of the porn movie, I told Heather to put her fingers in the hole if she wanted some action. She did and soon a black cock came thru, I watched as my daughter got on her knees and started sucking this unknown black man’s cock. Heather sucked that cock only a few minutes when she heard that knock on the wall she pulled it out of her mouth and jacked him off. When he came she aimed it at her breasts and he creamed all over her perky tits.
My turn I did about the same and got my tits painted in cum. Next one she didn’t want to kneel in on that sticky cum covered floor she did this one bending over. This gave me much less room in that small booth. This pushed me back and I felt my ass push against the other wall. by this time I was so hot I again wasn't thinking. I didn't give it much thought that it too was sticky. With such limited space I was bent over almost in a doggy position watching Heather and playing with my clit. It never dawned on me that the booth would have another glory-hole on the opposite wall.
What are the odds that in backing up when my ass pushed tight against that wall my honey-hole would line up perfectly with that glory-hole? I had no idea until I felt that long black cock slide very deep inside my hot wet cum-craver. When my ass pressed against that wall it separated my labia opening me up to ****** my very wet vagina. The man on the other side thought I was offering it to him and took advantage.
As Heather sucked the cock on one side I was being fucked on the other, I looked between my legs and saw that long black python fucking me deep. I was so turned on I pushed my ass back harder and let that unknown cock fuck me as deep as I could. I was burning hot and of course as usual not thinking at all, as he pumped in and out of my high risk baby-oven. I returned to watching Heather’s action. It wasn't until I felt that cock twitch and pulse as he blasted his load deep inside did I remember that I was way too close for comfort. I remember wondering at the time if I was going to become knocked up with a black glory-hole baby. After that we got dressed and left, on the ride home I felt his sperm deep inside and had the feeling they were swimming around inside searching for my egg. I never told Heather what happened on the other side of the booth that day.
Call it coincidence I finally saw Mr.S in chat the next day, I told him I got the dildo but no details about Heather. He gave me another challenge to go back again that day and get a double sided dildo, I also had to go back into the booth and service two cocks. This time I got out without Heather seeing me. In the store I picked a nice fifteen inch long dark chocolate colored double dildo. This will give the pussies opportunities to kiss when they come together. I went into the back and sucked off two black cocks letting them cum on my tits. The day before was too close for comfort and I was worried, I started ovulating that night. Since Mr.S didn't specify how I was to service them I figured why risk it even more.
SNOW and did we get a lot of it, first week in February we were snowed in I caught Mr.S in chat Saturday. Challenge was to use the double and that with who would be my choice. My girls had a sleepover that night so I never got to do the challenge however my three daughters and their friends gave that double dildo a workout and all of their pussies kissed many times that day. Me, I spent some time on my Sybian. I was not alone in using it, my daughters and all their friends wanted to use it and that machine also got a good workout that day. It was a very good way to spend the day being that we were snowed in. We got even more snow a few days later broke a hundred year record in snowfall, thankfully the road crews got the roads open in a couple of days.
Mobile again, Diane the owner of the call-girl service knowing I was a business woman and accountant asked me to help her straighten out her books. She had been having serious problems and did not want to ask another accountant because of the legal or should I say illegal part of her business. I agreed to help her as she has been very good to me allowing me to use her service for my own pleasure and Heather's. Diane had been looking after us giving us dates with her special clients. I had not dated since the incident in the glory hole until I was tested and again cleared. The special clients as well as the call-girls all are checked regularly, these clients like bareback sex and pay extra for known clean women and Diane caters to them.
I had been working on her books for several weeks now, since she could not afford to give me any real salary when I started Diane offered a percentage of the business if I were to do them regularly and keep them in order. I didn't need the money and told her so however to help her out I told her I would do her books Diane is not one to take advantage especially since I got the IRS off her back and gave me a percentage of her corporation stock anyway and I do like being part owner of the call-girl business. The ************ part of the business needed to be handled delicately and by someone she trusted. Although on the dates arrangements are handled by the call-girl the money from the company's cut had to be accounted for somewhere.
I was working in the office Friday afternoon when word came that the girl Laura was to double with was sick. Laura is the young woman that I had done that very first call-girl date with so I volunteered to accompany her. The date was to be just us and two very good clients so I felt very comfortable going on this one and I was getting a little horny being off waiting to be cleared. I was also getting very worried being that I was about two weeks late for my period, this I told no one. About an hour later I was about to leave when Diane got a last minute call from one of her best personal clients. This client she takes care of herself but she needed another girl for this date since the client had a friend. Diane asked me if Heather was available, I called my daughter and she said it was okay with her if it was with me. I do trust Diane so this was the first time Heather went out as a call-girl without me; I still will not let her date alone.
Laura I do like a lot, I was surprised that she says she is a lesbian since she does have sex with men, which I would say was bi-sexual. She does insist that she is lesbian since there is no emotion; she simply fucks the men for the money only. We got to the hotel around 9:00pm. This was a sex only date, also contracted was to be a special lesbian show for the clients. I had no problem with some girl/girl sex since I had been enjoying it on other occasions at Gina's and some of the parties I have gone to and I also did like Laura a lot.
We had been fucking these black men for some time and having a few orgasms. Later after both men had cum inside us they wanted the lesbian show while they recovered. I like to eat out a woman but love it if she has a cream pie; somehow that male flavor in her drives me nuts. Totally aroused of course I had no longer had any restraint by this time I rolled onto my back and pulled her down to my mouth. Laura's pussy tight to my mouth as I licked the mixed flavor within her I was lost in total passion.
All of a sudden Laura rose up just a little, then a new flavor hit my tongue it was hot, salty, a little bitter and just a tiny bit acidic. Surprised at first but found I sort of liked the new taste, Laura was pissing in my mouth. With her pussy maybe ½ inch from my mouth so the clients could see. She was filling my mouth quickly I had little choice her legs by my head holding me in place, there were only two choices. Either I could close my mouth and have her urine splash all over my face and in my eyes or I could swallow. I drank, swallowing as much of her hot piss as I could, most made it to my stomach some ran out from between my mouth and Laura's pussy. She then pressed her pussy to my mouth and squirted the last of her piss across my tongue. Unknown to me at the time golden shower shows and games were Laura's specialty and the clients had contracted us especially for this. Everyone thought I knew and it was okay and expected since I volunteered so when we were doing the show for these clients Laura simply just cut loose into my mouth. This was the first time I tasted or drank piss; I did know that some people did. Until then the only experience I had with golden games was at one party I went to, some of the men also had us do a lesbian show but they just peed on our bodies a little as we ate out each other.
Laura was so upset when she found out I had no idea about the piss being involved with this date. I told her to calm down everything was alright and I liked it, we then continued with the date. After another round of fucking with the men we did another show for them, this time it was my turn to piss in Laura's mouth. No problem for her it is her kink and she loved drinking from me, I also got a kick out of doing such a vulgar thing and like her I started a little slow then cut it loose full bore into her mouth. We again had sex with the men then left for home.
I was to drop Laura off at her car but there was an accident in that direction. We were both tired so I invited her home with me. That night Laura and I shared my bed. We only slept and then I took her to get her car after breakfast. I did not tell any of my daughters about Laura's kink or about me drinking piss, now thinking about it I find I do kind of like the taste of girl pee.
I have found myself becoming more bi-sexual, yes I do like the feel and taboo of black men fucking me, however for love and relationship I find myself now leaning more toward women and the comfort of their soft bodies.
Later the next day I took a pregnancy test it was positive I indeed got pregnant in that glory-hole, I have kept that secret since. No one had to know, I miscarried a little over a week later. As I told Heather it is a hazard of the trade and again I got lucky.
Heather told me about her date with Diane, she had a good evening. It was a double date they went out for dinner dancing and had a good time having regular oral & vaginal sex with the clients. Heather said she had a great time and for her it was very hot and going without me made her feel much more like a true pro ***** and she loved it. My other two daughters ears glued to our conversation as we compare our dates were jealous and again started in bugging me to let them do more including being chippies.
I have no idea just how long I can keep putting them off. The more challenges and call-girl dates I do the less inhibited I get. The more I think like a slut/***** the less I care about what others think. I do now often fantasize about Rachael and Beth being blacked and fucking as prostitutes. I know it is wrong but it makes me so hot thinking of those two with black cocks deep inside of them and my girls moaning with pleasure.
Another thing I again lost total control during a gang-bang as a call-girl, this time I was fantasizing of me allowing them to come on a date knowing they were at their peak. This worries me much, not being able stop things if they get out of control. I do want all of my daughters to be happy and feel the pleasures I have since I started having sex with black men and becoming a *****. I however do not want things to fall so far into Satan’s perverted pit that we can’t get out.
I would like to add that although my daughter and I are whores we are only part time ladies of the evening. Since I have started that first time last year to now mid Feb 2010, I have only been out as a ***** 8 times and Heather 4 times. I have stripped 4 times and only 1 time each had my girls. We do these things for fun and rarely, it would not have the same excitement if any of us had to do either for a living every day and I will try to make sure none of us falls quite that deep into the pit of perversion.
Sex is fun and exciting especially to try new and naughty things. I have found that the more wrong it is as seen by society or nasty the sex is (within limits as there are some things no matter what we will not do) the hotter and more excited I get and with this comes the stronger orgasms. Most of all the risk of pregnancy has been driving me crazy with strong orgasms. These are fantasies I think of as black men pound their cocks into me and when I feel their cum shoot so deep inside.
I am not looking for that baby it is only the risk I want and the orgasms. However pregnancy is a risk of the trade if we have sex without birth control. Often I think of what may occur if I should become unlucky, abortion is out; I could never kill a baby. There is adoption but I think should I become pregnant I would keep the baby.
They say the brain is the most powerful sex organ I think this is true as these things going through my mind when I fuck, they do greatly enhance the sex acts. My daughters have found this true also so for now there are still 2 very naughty girls and well the other 2 are just a tiny bit naughty.
Vivian: 02/20/2024: It has been over 15 years since I have written these stories. Times have changed and so have I. We did fall a little deeper into Satan’s pit of sexual depravity but luckily not so far that anyone got hurt. I will say this dare game was one of the most exciting times of my life. Many times I did not choose wisely with booze and lust impairing my judgement. A lot could have gone wrong. I was very lucky.
During this time I came close to being an alcoholic. My drink was wine, I drank so much of the stuff I lost my taste for it and to this day I no longer find it palatable.
