The invitation came in the form of a bouquet and a small card addressed to “Slut Dodo”. It simply gave the name of the bar/club, a date and time and was signed simply Joel. The only Joel you knew was a young black guy you had met in a down town bar a few weeks ago when you had told your husband you were going out with your nursing colleagues. You briefly flirted with him at the bar while you were both waiting to be served but no more than that apart from the small fact he had nicknamed you Slutty while you chatted. You had sensed an attraction between the two of you, but he wasn’t really your type “socially” he was dressed all in black with a shaved head and numerous tattoos. His tight vest top showed a torso that only a gym and steroids can produce.
You had gone back to your table with the drinks for you and your friend in a slightly distracted state. You visited the club quite often when your Husband was away with work although you hadn’t been back since that night. You knew a number of people in there including a couple of the black bar staff. The club attracted a lot of black guys which is one of the reasons that you liked to go there. You would often sit at the bar with a tall drink fantasising that one of the studs would pick you up, take you home with him and fuck you. Now several weeks later you read the card, turned it over, turned it back again, I wondered whether to go or not. The day was Wednesday and invitations for Friday night. Fuck! You were going, anyway. After all your husband was not due back until later on Saturday so what had you got to lose?
You spent the next two days in a state of nervous apprehension. A sexual tension was growing inside you that no matter how many times you masturbated with your black vibrator to interracial porn it would not go away. In fact it became more and more intense. By Thursday evening you were constantly masturbating while watching a succession of huge black cock’s plough into tight oriental shaven pussy. You lost count of the continual orgasms ripping through you.
Friday came and you hardly ate, constantly looking at the clock. Willing hands to move faster, to bring 9 PM and your meeting with Joel. Joel in your mind had now almost mythical status. You were unable to disassociates the interracial porn you had be watching with a brief meeting at the bar all those weeks ago. You were trying to persuade yourself it was just fantasy, but inside you were hoping the Joel had huge cock and that he was going to fuck you with it. At 7 o’clock you stepped into the shower and within minutes you were using the showerhead on your sensitive pussy to bring yourself to another orgasm. Anything to relieve the sexual tension. You got dressed, you look classy, smart and upmarket. The deep maroon dress touched your tiny figure in all the right places but without being tarty. Your shiny blonde hair and make-up was perfect. On closer inspection a bystander would’ve noticed that your erect nipples were showing. You had no bra supporting your firm pert breasts and your excitement was clear to see. What they would not able to see was that under your beautiful dress you wore no panties, just a pair of black stay up silk stockings. All of this was hidden under the long charcoal grey Kashmir coat.
Before you even got through the door of the club realised it was not an ordinary night. Driving bass beats drove into your chest as you opened the door. You were then met with the heavy incense of cannabis, it was clear that the club was closed for a private party. In the lowlight you could see at least 90% of the people in there were black. Just the odd white and Asian girl and not a white guy to be seen. As you stood there Joel came out of the crowd smiling broadly. “I didn’t know if you would come Dodo he said in a friendly matter-of-fact way. “Not all girls like you like guys like me”
Although your heart was beating hard in your chest you looked squarely back at him and said “why what sort of guy are you?“ Joel took your arm without saying word and steered you to the bar. He clearly remembered the drink that you ordered on your first meeting and ordered it for you again before he spoke. “Baby, before tonight is out you will know exactly what sort of guy I am“ As he spoke he turned and smiled at you again and as did you felt your smooth bare pussy suddenly get wet..
The next couple of hours went very much as a couple of hours in any bar or club would go. You had a few drinks, you had a few dances, and you chatted with Joel and his friends. While they looked like gangsters they mostly had good jobs in the city, were well educated and polite. Part of you felt a little disappointed that they were not complete thugs who instead of buying you expensive drinks were not gang ****** you in a seedy back room. But then things started to happen. First while you were dancing with Joel you felt another body move behind you, pressing against you, and what you could feel was your mistakable bulge of a hard cock pressing against your pert bottom. Instinctively you pushed back against it while you continued to dance and at the same time you never lost eye contact with Joel. You were now openly grinding your arse back against the man behind you, you had no idea who it was, but his cock felt great. Still you didn’t take your eyes of Joel who was now smiling at you as he danced in front of you, he knew exactly what you were doing and so did you.
Suddenly the man behind you took the pressure off and you stumbled back. As you did strong hands grabbed cheeks of your backside and steadied you and then you felt one of the hands move down and round and slip between your legs underneath your dress as inexorably his finger started rubbing against your soaking wet pussy. More of Joel‘s friends gathered around as you continued to slowly dance with Joel, At the same time first one and then two fingers slid inside you. You were now surrounded by at least five or six big black guys who are not only shielding everybody else’s eyes from seeing what was happening but they were also greedily watching what was happening to you. The sensations between your legs and the fact that you are being finger fucked by somebody you haven’t even seen in the middle of a crowded dance floor was all too much and the first orgasm of what was going to be the most incredible night of your life ripped through you, and as it did so your knees buckled, But before you could fully collapse many hands caught you, supported you and helped you as you continued to shake from the effects of the violent and overwhelming orgasm.
They carefully helped you to your seat and unsteadily you sat down. While all this was happening one of the guys had been to see the manager of the club and explained that you had had a little too much to drink and needed to lie down. He and club manager exchanged knowing winks and the next thing you knew you were being escorted into the managers spacious and well-appointed office. There was now Joel, several of his friends and the office manager - who appeared to be the only white guy in the club that night. Without being asked you slipped straps to your dress off your shoulders and let it fall to the floor. You were now completely naked apart from the single string of pearls around your neck, your silk stockings and Jimmy Choo shoes. With the confidence you didn’t know that you possessed you started to finger your sensitive pussy and then looked at Joel and said “Ok, who’s first?“
“Oh no that’s really that’s not how it works in here, this ain’t going to be no one at a time, this is going to be all at one time, all of the time.“ As he spoke all of the guys in the room started to get undressed. All that is except the manager who sat impassably in his chair behind the desk waiting for the show to begin. He did not have to wait very long, first two of the guys pulled a chaise longue which had been against the far wall into the middle of the room. You were then pushed onto it with little ceremony as the guys all now sporting huge erections gathered around you. No matter where or which way you looked there was a massive black penis pointing at you. Hands now grabbed at you, slapped you, pulled your legs apart as you were maneuverer into a position where at least two cocks could penetrate you. First in your mouth and then in your open and oh so willing cunt. For a moment you felt a mild sense of panic but as soon as the first cock started to thrust in and out of you this was replaced by a feeling of complete animal lust. There was to be no finesse, no love making, no soft caresses. They were going to fuck you, use you, and do things to you that you had only ever dreamed of or seen in interracial porn films. And you were totally loving it. After no more than a few minutes one cock was pulled out of you making an obscene sucking noise only to be instantly replaced by another as you were flipped over and your ass pulled higher to allow easier access. The cock which had just been pulled out of your pussy was now pushed into your mouth. You sucked hungrily at it, tasting your own cum juices as the second cock was rammed hard into you. Your eyes were watering but through the tears you see all the other guys stroking their cocks as they got ready to fuck you. They were laughing and teasing each other as to who could fuck you so hard that you would pass out. The feelings causing through you were like nothing you had experienced before. You were completely overwhelmed by lust, you wanted them to literally fuck you to death, there, then, in that office. Somewhere deep inside you a voice grew. You pulled the throbbing cock from your mouth and growled “Fuck me harder you black bastards, fuck me harder, come on, DO MEeeee !” Tak, pieprz mnie, pieprz mnie jak dziwka, którą jestem! The last words were screamed as the most intense orgasm you had ever experienced ripped you apart from head to foot and you crumpled forward and down onto the soft cushions of the chaise longue, your pussy was on fire.
After this, time simply became irrelevant as one after another they all took turns fucking you. You were picked up, thrown down, turned over and manhandled into which ever position they wanted you to be in at time. Strong hands mauled your tits and ass, and pulled your hair as one cock after another unloaded deep into your pussy or over your face and body. You became aware that your orgasms were merging together as your whole body just spasmed uncontrollably, your legs trembling as wave after wave of indescribable pleasure swept through you. Your whole body was glistening in the mixture of yours and their sweat and cum, the room reeked of the musky smell of sex. Eventually while being fucked by a guy you thought they called Mike you **********.
When you eventually came to you were alone except for the manager who was still sitting behind his desk looking at you with a broad smile on his face. For a moment you were unsure as to where you were and what you were doing there as you looked at your surroundings. Then you became aware of the burning ache in your pussy and the drying cum which seemed to cover you from head to toe. You opened your mouth to speak and found that your jaw ached from being prized wide open as one massive black cock after another was rammed down your throat.
“Where are the others?” you managed to croak in a voice that sounded nothing like your own normal voice. “Oh, don’t worry about the boys, they’ve finished with you for the time being, they will probably be having a drink at the bar while they tell all their friends about what they have be doing. Everybody likes a good slut story Dodo! Come along, let’s get you cleaned up, by the way my name is Andy”. With that he stood up and walked from the desk picking up a towel and passing it to you as he did so. “There is a shower through here, come along I’ll help you.”
In a strangely surreal dream like state he held out his hand to help you to your feet as you walked unsteadily towards his private toilet and shower room. Once in there he turned on the shower and held his hand underneath the water spray until it was at the correct temperature before helping you to gingerly step in. As you did so Andy removed his own clothes and stepped in behind you. You were now standing with your head back letting the hot water cascade over you and wondering how on earth you ever got into this situation. It seemed perfectly natural when you then felt Andy’s soft hands start to massage shower gel into your shoulders. After a moment he turned you round and you languorously draped your arms around his shoulders before kissing him deeply. When you had explored each other’s mouths for a while he gently broke away slowly kneeled down in front of you so his head was level with your bruised and swollen pussy. Automatically you opened your legs to allow him access and shiver went through you as you felt his tongue stroke across your enflamed and battered clit. You moved your hands to cradle the back of his head and pulled him in closer. As he did so a gentle sigh escaped your lips.
Andy’s gently tongue worked on your swollen clit and bruised pussy for just a few minutes before you felt the familiar tingling building as another orgasm started to grow within you. You cradled his head as the first waves washed through you, your knees threatening to give way, but he sensed your need and his hands quickly caught you before you could fall. Andy stood up and again you kissed, this time softly and gently.
“Come on Dodo let’s get you dressed and go and find the others for a drink. You have earned it tonight” Andy said smiling as he helped you out of the shower. Your legs still felt wobbly and you were glad of the seat in front of the chest of drawers as you dried your hair and carefully reapplied your make up before getting dressed again. Some 15 minutes later Andy led you back to the bar and as you entered a huge cheer broke out. The whole room was filled with chapping and whistling, and then they started to chant your nick name –Dodo - Dodo - Dodo stamping their feet. Looking around all you could see was smiling faces turned to face you, and then looking up you saw the screen.
Covering the end wall was a broad HD screen which must have been 4 metres across and which reached form the floor to the ceiling. On it in crystal clear definition was a picture of you. You suddenly felt weak and afraid. The picture showed you on your hands and knees naked on the chase longue with a huge black cock in our mouth and another buried deep in your pussy. Your body was glistening in a mixture of spunk and sweat. Your eyes were half closed with an expression of ecstasy across your face. As you looked on in shock the picture changed, this time to one of you on your back, again you were being fucked but this time there were another four guys standing around you holding their huge hard black cocks in their fists as it waiting their turn to fuck you. Image after image rolled across the screen as you watched, with each new on another cheer would go up from the gathered crowd.
You turned away and saw Andy smiling broadly at you, as behind him you saw Joel and the other guys whose images were flashing up on the screen as they took turns fucking you. As they stepped forward the crowd formed a circle around you standing at a respectable distance. Andy came up to you holding out a carefully wrapped parcel for you. Pulling the ribbon which held it closed you looked inside and saw it was full of various items. First you pulled out the black tee shirt which had in gold writing across the front “BBC Cock Slut”, then a small jewellery box with a gold ankle chain in it with an enamelled black Spade attached. Finally an envelope which contained a gift voucher to Inked a nearby tattoo parlour along with a life time membership of the club where you now stood.
Looking around at all the laughing smiling faces you were unable to focus your thoughts, the images of you continues to scroll across the big screen, your cheeks were burning and your eyes were filling with tears, but not with shame or embarrassment, but with pride and joy. Andy came up still smiling and first kissed you and then whispered in your ear. “Will you let me be your regular stag fuck buddy?” You laughed, shocked and stunned at this turn of events. “What, after this? You hardly know me in fact you don’t even know my real name, why did you ask that?”
“I know all I need to know about you, and I asked because of this. As long as you are happy to indulge me by fucking my friends from time to time that is. Well, what do you say?” “I think I need to run it by my Husband first, but hell, why not!”
You had gone back to your table with the drinks for you and your friend in a slightly distracted state. You visited the club quite often when your Husband was away with work although you hadn’t been back since that night. You knew a number of people in there including a couple of the black bar staff. The club attracted a lot of black guys which is one of the reasons that you liked to go there. You would often sit at the bar with a tall drink fantasising that one of the studs would pick you up, take you home with him and fuck you. Now several weeks later you read the card, turned it over, turned it back again, I wondered whether to go or not. The day was Wednesday and invitations for Friday night. Fuck! You were going, anyway. After all your husband was not due back until later on Saturday so what had you got to lose?
You spent the next two days in a state of nervous apprehension. A sexual tension was growing inside you that no matter how many times you masturbated with your black vibrator to interracial porn it would not go away. In fact it became more and more intense. By Thursday evening you were constantly masturbating while watching a succession of huge black cock’s plough into tight oriental shaven pussy. You lost count of the continual orgasms ripping through you.
Friday came and you hardly ate, constantly looking at the clock. Willing hands to move faster, to bring 9 PM and your meeting with Joel. Joel in your mind had now almost mythical status. You were unable to disassociates the interracial porn you had be watching with a brief meeting at the bar all those weeks ago. You were trying to persuade yourself it was just fantasy, but inside you were hoping the Joel had huge cock and that he was going to fuck you with it. At 7 o’clock you stepped into the shower and within minutes you were using the showerhead on your sensitive pussy to bring yourself to another orgasm. Anything to relieve the sexual tension. You got dressed, you look classy, smart and upmarket. The deep maroon dress touched your tiny figure in all the right places but without being tarty. Your shiny blonde hair and make-up was perfect. On closer inspection a bystander would’ve noticed that your erect nipples were showing. You had no bra supporting your firm pert breasts and your excitement was clear to see. What they would not able to see was that under your beautiful dress you wore no panties, just a pair of black stay up silk stockings. All of this was hidden under the long charcoal grey Kashmir coat.
Before you even got through the door of the club realised it was not an ordinary night. Driving bass beats drove into your chest as you opened the door. You were then met with the heavy incense of cannabis, it was clear that the club was closed for a private party. In the lowlight you could see at least 90% of the people in there were black. Just the odd white and Asian girl and not a white guy to be seen. As you stood there Joel came out of the crowd smiling broadly. “I didn’t know if you would come Dodo he said in a friendly matter-of-fact way. “Not all girls like you like guys like me”
Although your heart was beating hard in your chest you looked squarely back at him and said “why what sort of guy are you?“ Joel took your arm without saying word and steered you to the bar. He clearly remembered the drink that you ordered on your first meeting and ordered it for you again before he spoke. “Baby, before tonight is out you will know exactly what sort of guy I am“ As he spoke he turned and smiled at you again and as did you felt your smooth bare pussy suddenly get wet..
The next couple of hours went very much as a couple of hours in any bar or club would go. You had a few drinks, you had a few dances, and you chatted with Joel and his friends. While they looked like gangsters they mostly had good jobs in the city, were well educated and polite. Part of you felt a little disappointed that they were not complete thugs who instead of buying you expensive drinks were not gang ****** you in a seedy back room. But then things started to happen. First while you were dancing with Joel you felt another body move behind you, pressing against you, and what you could feel was your mistakable bulge of a hard cock pressing against your pert bottom. Instinctively you pushed back against it while you continued to dance and at the same time you never lost eye contact with Joel. You were now openly grinding your arse back against the man behind you, you had no idea who it was, but his cock felt great. Still you didn’t take your eyes of Joel who was now smiling at you as he danced in front of you, he knew exactly what you were doing and so did you.
Suddenly the man behind you took the pressure off and you stumbled back. As you did strong hands grabbed cheeks of your backside and steadied you and then you felt one of the hands move down and round and slip between your legs underneath your dress as inexorably his finger started rubbing against your soaking wet pussy. More of Joel‘s friends gathered around as you continued to slowly dance with Joel, At the same time first one and then two fingers slid inside you. You were now surrounded by at least five or six big black guys who are not only shielding everybody else’s eyes from seeing what was happening but they were also greedily watching what was happening to you. The sensations between your legs and the fact that you are being finger fucked by somebody you haven’t even seen in the middle of a crowded dance floor was all too much and the first orgasm of what was going to be the most incredible night of your life ripped through you, and as it did so your knees buckled, But before you could fully collapse many hands caught you, supported you and helped you as you continued to shake from the effects of the violent and overwhelming orgasm.
They carefully helped you to your seat and unsteadily you sat down. While all this was happening one of the guys had been to see the manager of the club and explained that you had had a little too much to drink and needed to lie down. He and club manager exchanged knowing winks and the next thing you knew you were being escorted into the managers spacious and well-appointed office. There was now Joel, several of his friends and the office manager - who appeared to be the only white guy in the club that night. Without being asked you slipped straps to your dress off your shoulders and let it fall to the floor. You were now completely naked apart from the single string of pearls around your neck, your silk stockings and Jimmy Choo shoes. With the confidence you didn’t know that you possessed you started to finger your sensitive pussy and then looked at Joel and said “Ok, who’s first?“
“Oh no that’s really that’s not how it works in here, this ain’t going to be no one at a time, this is going to be all at one time, all of the time.“ As he spoke all of the guys in the room started to get undressed. All that is except the manager who sat impassably in his chair behind the desk waiting for the show to begin. He did not have to wait very long, first two of the guys pulled a chaise longue which had been against the far wall into the middle of the room. You were then pushed onto it with little ceremony as the guys all now sporting huge erections gathered around you. No matter where or which way you looked there was a massive black penis pointing at you. Hands now grabbed at you, slapped you, pulled your legs apart as you were maneuverer into a position where at least two cocks could penetrate you. First in your mouth and then in your open and oh so willing cunt. For a moment you felt a mild sense of panic but as soon as the first cock started to thrust in and out of you this was replaced by a feeling of complete animal lust. There was to be no finesse, no love making, no soft caresses. They were going to fuck you, use you, and do things to you that you had only ever dreamed of or seen in interracial porn films. And you were totally loving it. After no more than a few minutes one cock was pulled out of you making an obscene sucking noise only to be instantly replaced by another as you were flipped over and your ass pulled higher to allow easier access. The cock which had just been pulled out of your pussy was now pushed into your mouth. You sucked hungrily at it, tasting your own cum juices as the second cock was rammed hard into you. Your eyes were watering but through the tears you see all the other guys stroking their cocks as they got ready to fuck you. They were laughing and teasing each other as to who could fuck you so hard that you would pass out. The feelings causing through you were like nothing you had experienced before. You were completely overwhelmed by lust, you wanted them to literally fuck you to death, there, then, in that office. Somewhere deep inside you a voice grew. You pulled the throbbing cock from your mouth and growled “Fuck me harder you black bastards, fuck me harder, come on, DO MEeeee !” Tak, pieprz mnie, pieprz mnie jak dziwka, którą jestem! The last words were screamed as the most intense orgasm you had ever experienced ripped you apart from head to foot and you crumpled forward and down onto the soft cushions of the chaise longue, your pussy was on fire.
After this, time simply became irrelevant as one after another they all took turns fucking you. You were picked up, thrown down, turned over and manhandled into which ever position they wanted you to be in at time. Strong hands mauled your tits and ass, and pulled your hair as one cock after another unloaded deep into your pussy or over your face and body. You became aware that your orgasms were merging together as your whole body just spasmed uncontrollably, your legs trembling as wave after wave of indescribable pleasure swept through you. Your whole body was glistening in the mixture of yours and their sweat and cum, the room reeked of the musky smell of sex. Eventually while being fucked by a guy you thought they called Mike you **********.
When you eventually came to you were alone except for the manager who was still sitting behind his desk looking at you with a broad smile on his face. For a moment you were unsure as to where you were and what you were doing there as you looked at your surroundings. Then you became aware of the burning ache in your pussy and the drying cum which seemed to cover you from head to toe. You opened your mouth to speak and found that your jaw ached from being prized wide open as one massive black cock after another was rammed down your throat.
“Where are the others?” you managed to croak in a voice that sounded nothing like your own normal voice. “Oh, don’t worry about the boys, they’ve finished with you for the time being, they will probably be having a drink at the bar while they tell all their friends about what they have be doing. Everybody likes a good slut story Dodo! Come along, let’s get you cleaned up, by the way my name is Andy”. With that he stood up and walked from the desk picking up a towel and passing it to you as he did so. “There is a shower through here, come along I’ll help you.”
In a strangely surreal dream like state he held out his hand to help you to your feet as you walked unsteadily towards his private toilet and shower room. Once in there he turned on the shower and held his hand underneath the water spray until it was at the correct temperature before helping you to gingerly step in. As you did so Andy removed his own clothes and stepped in behind you. You were now standing with your head back letting the hot water cascade over you and wondering how on earth you ever got into this situation. It seemed perfectly natural when you then felt Andy’s soft hands start to massage shower gel into your shoulders. After a moment he turned you round and you languorously draped your arms around his shoulders before kissing him deeply. When you had explored each other’s mouths for a while he gently broke away slowly kneeled down in front of you so his head was level with your bruised and swollen pussy. Automatically you opened your legs to allow him access and shiver went through you as you felt his tongue stroke across your enflamed and battered clit. You moved your hands to cradle the back of his head and pulled him in closer. As he did so a gentle sigh escaped your lips.
Andy’s gently tongue worked on your swollen clit and bruised pussy for just a few minutes before you felt the familiar tingling building as another orgasm started to grow within you. You cradled his head as the first waves washed through you, your knees threatening to give way, but he sensed your need and his hands quickly caught you before you could fall. Andy stood up and again you kissed, this time softly and gently.
“Come on Dodo let’s get you dressed and go and find the others for a drink. You have earned it tonight” Andy said smiling as he helped you out of the shower. Your legs still felt wobbly and you were glad of the seat in front of the chest of drawers as you dried your hair and carefully reapplied your make up before getting dressed again. Some 15 minutes later Andy led you back to the bar and as you entered a huge cheer broke out. The whole room was filled with chapping and whistling, and then they started to chant your nick name –Dodo - Dodo - Dodo stamping their feet. Looking around all you could see was smiling faces turned to face you, and then looking up you saw the screen.
Covering the end wall was a broad HD screen which must have been 4 metres across and which reached form the floor to the ceiling. On it in crystal clear definition was a picture of you. You suddenly felt weak and afraid. The picture showed you on your hands and knees naked on the chase longue with a huge black cock in our mouth and another buried deep in your pussy. Your body was glistening in a mixture of spunk and sweat. Your eyes were half closed with an expression of ecstasy across your face. As you looked on in shock the picture changed, this time to one of you on your back, again you were being fucked but this time there were another four guys standing around you holding their huge hard black cocks in their fists as it waiting their turn to fuck you. Image after image rolled across the screen as you watched, with each new on another cheer would go up from the gathered crowd.
You turned away and saw Andy smiling broadly at you, as behind him you saw Joel and the other guys whose images were flashing up on the screen as they took turns fucking you. As they stepped forward the crowd formed a circle around you standing at a respectable distance. Andy came up to you holding out a carefully wrapped parcel for you. Pulling the ribbon which held it closed you looked inside and saw it was full of various items. First you pulled out the black tee shirt which had in gold writing across the front “BBC Cock Slut”, then a small jewellery box with a gold ankle chain in it with an enamelled black Spade attached. Finally an envelope which contained a gift voucher to Inked a nearby tattoo parlour along with a life time membership of the club where you now stood.
Looking around at all the laughing smiling faces you were unable to focus your thoughts, the images of you continues to scroll across the big screen, your cheeks were burning and your eyes were filling with tears, but not with shame or embarrassment, but with pride and joy. Andy came up still smiling and first kissed you and then whispered in your ear. “Will you let me be your regular stag fuck buddy?” You laughed, shocked and stunned at this turn of events. “What, after this? You hardly know me in fact you don’t even know my real name, why did you ask that?”
“I know all I need to know about you, and I asked because of this. As long as you are happy to indulge me by fucking my friends from time to time that is. Well, what do you say?” “I think I need to run it by my Husband first, but hell, why not!”
