I wound up staying with William for the week. We spent all our time together, just getting to know one another, and it was wonderful. William is a very successful businessman who is used to getting everything he wants, and he wanted me. I was truly flattered that he picked me for the Black and White Ball. I knew that he had unlimited choices of women to fuck or take to the Bahamas, and he picked me. It probably didn't hurt that I was able to fuck him and his friends for hours and hours in LA without complaint. Quite the contrary, I wore their big black dicks out. William had to be impressed, although he never mentioned that evening again.
When I called Ray to tell him of William's plan for me, I could tell he was a little put out by it all. Ray likes to pretend that he's cool, and for the most part he is. I've been to a lot of fuck parties with Ray and I've never gotten the sense that he cared who stuck what in me, but on the phone he sounded put out. I'm not sure what will happen with Ray the next time I see him in person.
William was a perfect host for the week I spent with him in Bel Air. His house was a true mansion, with servants and everything. He even had a chauffeur. I was beginning to feel like Julia Roberts in Pretty Woman, although I never, much to my disappointment, got to shop on William's tab on Rodeo Drive. Actually, I never got out of his house. We did nothing but fuck and swim and eat and sleep for the entire week. I am beginning to truly appreciate the virtues of being an less-than-virtuous kept woman. Come to think of it, are there any other kinds?
The night before we flew to Nassau for the Black and White Ball, William told me how it was going to play out and what the rules were. First and foremost, he told me, I could not refuse to have sex with anyone there, man or woman, black or white. This was to be a ball in every sense of the word, first dinner and dancing in elegant evening gowns with a full orchestra, then something out of the movie Caligula. William was not concerned in the least that I would not hold my own among his friends and their women, but he expected me to make him look good.
"What will it take to make you look good?" I asked.
"Just don't bail on me."
"Has anyone bailed on you before?"
"Not on me, but every year at least a couple of white bitches embarrass their hosts by declining somebody's advances. Makes me sick. Like they got no manners." I noticed that whenever William got agitated, traces of his roots in the hood would slip out in speech patterns.
"Why in the world would they do that?" I asked innocently.
William calmed down a little and gave me his most boyish grin. "It can get pretty intense once the party really gets going. Not all of the women who show up have been fully informed about the extent of the expectations."
"Well then you can hardly blame them for balking," I said with an indignant tone. "But thank you for letting me know what is expected of me." I smiled and stroked his big back cock. "And thank you for the training session this week. I can't imagine I will have any trouble meeting your expectations."
William grabbed my hair and jammed his now-erect cock down my throat with unexpected ferocity. "See that you do."
Thursday, August 29, 2013
Friday, August 16, 2013
LA continued
It was a long night in LA, but worth every minute. All three of my trainers fucked my ass hard, with very long, thick, black cocks that were very hard. No lube was offered, so I sucked each cock before it was jammed up my ass. As I've said before, I have never been a huge fan of anal, but I learned to relax and even enjoy myself. I came early and often, as did my large black friends.
I asked them their names as we took a break and how they came to know and work for Ray. All three were boyhood friends who beat the odds and got out of the hood, but stayed in touch. Javon worked as a salesman for a tool and dye company, Stephen worked for a group of lawyers running their IT department, and William was retired after making it on Wall Street. William was of particular interest to me, as he wanted to take me to his house on Nassau, in the Bahamas the following week.
"Why do you want me?" I asked. "You can't have any trouble attracting women of any color." He was very attractive.
"I don't. You just appeal to me, and I'm invited to a black and white ball on the island," he said.
"What's a black and white ball?"
"I belong to a club that caters to black men who keep white women. We get together every month or so to socialize in an environment that is comfortable for everyone."
Javon laughed. "Fuck you say! You all just get together to show off your trophy white bitches and..."
"What the fuck do you know about it, nigga? You ever get an invite? You afford to go if you did?" William was pretty worked up.
"Chill, man. I don't have the resources, no doubt." Javon was smiling, but although we'd just met, it was obvious to me William had struck a nerve. They both had.
William turned back to me. "So are you interested, Lena? I'm sure Ray won't mind, and it will just be for the week."
Just a week, I thought. The man had attitude, I will say that.
"Sure, what time will you be picking me up?"
I always wanted to go back to the Carribean.
I asked them their names as we took a break and how they came to know and work for Ray. All three were boyhood friends who beat the odds and got out of the hood, but stayed in touch. Javon worked as a salesman for a tool and dye company, Stephen worked for a group of lawyers running their IT department, and William was retired after making it on Wall Street. William was of particular interest to me, as he wanted to take me to his house on Nassau, in the Bahamas the following week.
"Why do you want me?" I asked. "You can't have any trouble attracting women of any color." He was very attractive.
"I don't. You just appeal to me, and I'm invited to a black and white ball on the island," he said.
"What's a black and white ball?"
"I belong to a club that caters to black men who keep white women. We get together every month or so to socialize in an environment that is comfortable for everyone."
Javon laughed. "Fuck you say! You all just get together to show off your trophy white bitches and..."
"What the fuck do you know about it, nigga? You ever get an invite? You afford to go if you did?" William was pretty worked up.
"Chill, man. I don't have the resources, no doubt." Javon was smiling, but although we'd just met, it was obvious to me William had struck a nerve. They both had.
William turned back to me. "So are you interested, Lena? I'm sure Ray won't mind, and it will just be for the week."
Just a week, I thought. The man had attitude, I will say that.
"Sure, what time will you be picking me up?"
I always wanted to go back to the Carribean.
Saturday, August 3, 2013
A Rough Night in LA
The last time I was in LA with Ray, he took me to a party in a sketchy part of town. I wasn't sure where we were going, but it was very clear to me we were no where near Rodeo Drive. Ray was driving an old Chevy, not his usual Mercedes, so I guessed it was going to be a downtown night. I also guessed I'd be the only white person in the room. Turns out, I was the only woman in the room.
I've been used before, but that night was beyond my limit. There were so many bangers in that house, I lost track. I had never been DP'd in my cunt before, but Ray made sure that happened, more than once. A couple of the small cocks in the room tried to DP my ass, but I just couldn't take it. Ray told me he was disappointed. I told him it wouldn't happen again.
When Ray called to tell me I was coming to LA again, I called Marcus, the biggest black cock I know. I told him what I was expected to do and he told me not to worry, he would take care of me. I spent the next two days at his apartment. He fucked my ass with his monster black cock non-stop, stretching my poor little ass as it's never been stretched before. He would even work his thumb in with his cock, pulling me open. The pain was intense, but I didn't want to disappoint Ray again. I left Marcus knowing I'd done all I could do.
When Ray picked me up last night, he was in a suit and driving the Mercedes, so I wondered if my efforts were for naught. I needn't have worried. We went to a beautiful house by the beach, where three of Ray's friends were drinking and laughing as we walked onto the deck overlooking the Pacific.
"Gentlemen, this is Lena. She knows why you're here. She knows what I want her to do. Get it done."
No names were offered, so I walked over to the group and put my hand on the back of the neck of one of the best looking men I have ever seen, and kissed him deeply. I reached out for the trousers of the other two men and felt the size of their cocks through the cloth. The size of them was less than I expected, but I quickly realized they were not yet aroused. As they unbuckled their belts and I dropped to my knees, it was clear to me that Marcus had some serious competition for the title of Biggest Black Cock I'd ever seen. I tried sucking them, but only managed to get less than half their cocks into my mouth. I knew I was in for a rough night.
I've been used before, but that night was beyond my limit. There were so many bangers in that house, I lost track. I had never been DP'd in my cunt before, but Ray made sure that happened, more than once. A couple of the small cocks in the room tried to DP my ass, but I just couldn't take it. Ray told me he was disappointed. I told him it wouldn't happen again.
When Ray called to tell me I was coming to LA again, I called Marcus, the biggest black cock I know. I told him what I was expected to do and he told me not to worry, he would take care of me. I spent the next two days at his apartment. He fucked my ass with his monster black cock non-stop, stretching my poor little ass as it's never been stretched before. He would even work his thumb in with his cock, pulling me open. The pain was intense, but I didn't want to disappoint Ray again. I left Marcus knowing I'd done all I could do.
When Ray picked me up last night, he was in a suit and driving the Mercedes, so I wondered if my efforts were for naught. I needn't have worried. We went to a beautiful house by the beach, where three of Ray's friends were drinking and laughing as we walked onto the deck overlooking the Pacific.
"Gentlemen, this is Lena. She knows why you're here. She knows what I want her to do. Get it done."
No names were offered, so I walked over to the group and put my hand on the back of the neck of one of the best looking men I have ever seen, and kissed him deeply. I reached out for the trousers of the other two men and felt the size of their cocks through the cloth. The size of them was less than I expected, but I quickly realized they were not yet aroused. As they unbuckled their belts and I dropped to my knees, it was clear to me that Marcus had some serious competition for the title of Biggest Black Cock I'd ever seen. I tried sucking them, but only managed to get less than half their cocks into my mouth. I knew I was in for a rough night.
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