Submission of Lori Part 1 by Greg
Since I have become familiar with the stories of a sexual nature on the internet, I have found many others who seem to enjoy a relationship similar to the one my wife and I are now involved in. I guess most readers want to get right into the sex, but since this is a true story, I feel the need to give a bit of a history.
My name is Greg and I am a white professional male, 45 years old. I am very well off due to the recent merger of a start up company in Palo Alto, California. I would consider myself good looking, of average build, though I can stand to get back in college shape. Lori, my wife is a year younger, though she really does look to be in her thirties, not forties. She is five foot four, a hundred and eighteen pounds. She has short brown hair and is quite striking. She was a cheerleader at UCLA and still retains that youthful California look. We meet while I was a senior at UC Berkeley. Lori quit school and lived in the area. I met her through a mutual friend. We had a normal courtship for the seventies and were married after my graduation. We have two sons, the youngest having left home this year for college. I would not say our sex life was bad, but nothing like what is described in stories and letters. I have always had a secret desire to be dominated in a relationship but n ever acted on it. I was sure Lori would think me strange. Sex was frequent, but pretty much revolved around Lori 's moods, though we wouldn't be considered in a D/s relationship my any stretch of the imagination.
This year when our house was empty of children I began to sneak in adult movies and watch them after Lori went to bed. My favorites were ones where the wife was used by other men while the husband watched. One day Lori caught me watching a video and rather than being upset, as I thought she would, she had me bring it into our bedroom so we both could enjoy it.
We enjoyed a renewed sex life, and she encouraged me to rent them more often. She guessed, after awhile, by my selections that I enjoyed the wife watching videos and really did not go much more into it. One night we were watching a video where a white woman was being fucked by a black man, who, for a video, was rather rough with the woman. She was ordered to perform and little interest was expressed in her comfort or enjoyment. For the first time in our relationship I found Lori to be visibly taken by the video. When I questioned her she told me a story, after I promised not to be upset.
It seems in her third year at UCLA she dated a black football player. Partly because she wanted to prove she was liberal and open minded, partly because he was a campus celebrity and partly to piss off her parents. She enjoyed the sex, and the further the relationship went the more dominant he became towards her. She found she enjoyed this and though she felt guilty she looked forward to each stage of their development together. It started with Jason (his name) being more demanding and rough in their sex; forcing her to deep throat his large cock, fucking her in the ass when he wished, making her verbally beg and plead for his attention. Jason seemed to enjoy the fact she never turned him down and always pushed the envelope to see how far she would go. He began to make her dress provocatively, to take her for rides in his convertible and flash herself to truckers. While at his frat house he would openly feel her up in front of his friends and speak crudely in front of her.
He would ask her if she wanted his black cock up her ass, and while she would blush in front of the laughing frat members her pussy would become soaking wet. He would send her to his room and tell her to be ready to get fucked, grabbing a tit for emphasis. Later on he would brazenly pull up her shirt and play with her nipples while he and his team mates watched television.
When she would ask him to stop he would tell her she knew where the door was and could leave any time she became tired of his cock. She knew he didn't love, or even like her anymore but for some strange reason she didn't care. She loved being his white slut. One night he was having a card game and had her dress in a micro-mini skirt with no panties. He would throw a chip on the ground and tell her to pick it up. He made her bend at the waist so her ass and pussy lips were ******* to everyone. Next, still trying to see how far she would go, Jason told her to suck his cock during the commercial breaks while he and 6 or 7 friends were watching the sweet sixteen basketball playoff. At first she refused, and Jason went ballistic, he told her to get her white cunt out and he didn't want to see her ever again. She knew she should leave but found she was wetter than she had ever been! When she said she would do it, he told her since she refused she now had to be naked and while the gam e was on she would get beers for him and his buddies. As soon as a commercial break was on she had thirty seconds to wrap her lips around his cock. If she didn't it was goodbye. She had never been so humiliated....or so horney.
She removed her clothes and sat on the floor next to Jason waiting for the first commercial. She spent the rest of the day sucking him to 3 orgasms, two of which he had her swallow and one which he sprayed across her face. After the game he sent her home and wouldn't let her clean her face off. Once outside she hurriedly rubbed the cum off with her hands but she could smell the odor of sex and was sure everyone else could. She quit college at the end of that year when Jason told her she had to service his friends. She found the strength to say no, but knew if she stayed in school she would be back. She moved home and that is when I met her.
I asked her if she missed that relationship and she said she knew we could never have that type of sex and often dreamed of it. She smiled shyly and said she truly loved me and would not jeopardize our marriage. I told her I loved her and if she wanted to find a dominant black male to use her I would agree if she allowed me to watch. We both, after 22 years of marriage understood each other. We both also knew we couldn't act on our desires because of the risk to ****** and reputation, That is until we meet Lawrence.....
Submission of Lori Part 2
As I said earlier, my company had been bought out by a larger group based in Boston. I was in charge of the transition period, which we figured would take six to twelve months. The Boston office sent out their executive who I was to train...this is Lawrence. A very well educated, very successful thirty-six year old black man. When I first saw him he reminded me of Jerry Rice, the football player, in size and looks. I must admit my first thought was of him with Lori, but quickly dismissed it, what with me knowing nothing about him and the fact he traveled out with his wife and three ********* to find a condo he could rent for the transition period. He seemed likable enough and I did my best helping him fit in. His ****** was only going to be here for a week so most of his time was spent finding a place to live. With his girls school and club activities he and his wife decided she and the girls would stay in Boston.
Our bosses threw a dinner party for Lawrence and his wife and all the executives and their wives, as a welcome for him. I didn't tell Lori much about Lawrence, especially that he was black, and I could see in her eyes that same look she had when she told me about her adventures with Jason in college. Lawrence had a gleam in his eye when he met Lori and smiled when he had to pull his hand away from their handshake while she stared with glazed eyes. I pulled her to the side later in the evening and told her it was obvious to everyone she was enthralled by this man. She said, with a smile, I'd fuck him here, in front of everyone, if I could, but instead I'll just fantasize about him when I'm fucking you tonight.
I certainly was excited by her response, and out of the corner of my eye I saw Lawrence's wife behind us. I hoped she hadn't heard anything!
That Monday, Lawrence came to work after taking his ****** to the airport and asked me of a gym nearby where he could workout before work. He also asked if I would like to join him in the morning workouts because he found them much more intense if done with a partner. I told him I've been meaning to start back up to lose the fifteen pound spare tire I had and agreed to join him. He looked at me and said, twenty.
When I asked what that meant he said I should lose twenty not fifteen pounds. We agreed to meet that evening to sign up and have a light workout. We both headed home to pick up our gym clothes and met at 8 o'clock.
After a workout, which I must admit proved I was out of shape and Lawrence was in excellent form, I told him I'd see him tomorrow. Lawrence said to come in and shower, which I told him I would plan on doing that when I got home. Without raising his voice or changing his expression he said Greg, I think it would be best for you and Lori if you did as I said.
I was intrigued and also felt a strange meek feeling come over me. I followed him into the men's shower room. Lawrence sat on the bench and told me he is a very happily married man and would not do anything to risk his ******, his job or his reputation. He felt I probably felt the same which I nodded in agreement to. I wasn't sure where this was heading, and my first thought was he was making a pass at me. Lawrence went on to say he is a highly sexed individual and he has a dominant kinky side which his wife is aware of but doesn't participate in.
Back in Boston, he went on, I have three white women who I call my bitches. They are all married and each spends one night a week, with their husband's approval, and usually presence, as my slut.
He smiled as I stared back and continued. I noticed how Lori was watching me at the dinner and when my wife overheard her tell you she would fuck me in front of everyone, I thought I might have the answer to my problem. What problem is that, Lawrence? I asked. Finding a white slut to use for the next 6 to 12 months, of course, he smiled.
My bitches in Boston are younger, but Lori is a beautiful and well kept lady. I do not enter these things lightly, Greg nor do I expect you to. I require, and will give you, blood tests showing HIV status. I will give you both an extensive questionaire to fill out which will tell me both Lori and your limits. It is rated 1 to 5; 1, being Lori would never do it, or you wouldn't want to see her do it and 5 being she would love to do it and you would love to see it. The 1's and 5's are easy. The 2, which is something she will only do if forced to, or something you really do not care to see but would allow is the hardest. If you both score a 2 on the same subject I will not usually ask Lori to perform it, unless it happens to be a favorite of mine. You will see by my system I will know very well what the two of you want. For example if Lori puts a 2 for anal sex and you put it as a 5, that you really would like to see my black cock up her ass, then anal sex becomes a 4, or something we will do frequently.
Are you following this Greg? Yes, I stammered. Good, because what this does is it allows me to plan our adventures together well in advance. It also puts us in a place where neither of you should say NO to me. If you were honest on the form, you will never be asked to do something you do not like, so be truthful in your answers. Also if either of you ever do refuse me, it is over right then and there, no questions, no discussion. Understood? Lawrence paused and stared at me while I nodded yes. The reason I brought you in here was to discuss this and show you this at which he pulled down his shorts and removed his shirt and supporter. Hanging between his legs was the biggest cock I had ever seen in real life, and it wasn't even hard. He began to stroke it while he spoke,
Greg, I know you would like to see your pretty wife naked on her knees sucking on this, begging me to fuck her with it and pleading for me to cum all over her face or inside her cunt. Wouldn't you? By now he was hard and most have measured a good 9 or 10 inches.
Yes, sir, I mumbled. Good, I can't wait to fuck and use her. Remember what I said in the beginning, I have no interest in ruining your marriage, your reputation or your ******. We will be discreet, and if I set up sessions that seem dangerous or spontaneous you must trust me that I have set these events up. No one will be hurt, nor will either of you be embarrassed . You WILL be humiliated and used, but that is what you want. You can be assured reputations will not be blemished. All of the couples back in Boston are prominent people who, like me cannot afford scandal.
Lastly, inside that bag I have the questionaires, the lab you need to go for your blood tests and a black dildo that is roughly the size of my cock. Wednesday evening I will be calling your home at 9 PM sharp. If Lori has agreed to this relationship, as I think you already have, she is to answer the phone naked and knelling in the bedroom. The dildo should be close by. At that time I will give instructions for our first meeting. It will be soon because I do not like going without pussy for long. At work we will not discuss this, that is why our workouts will be good, we can talk then. I have had a vasectomy so Lori doesn't need to worry about pregnancy, though the ultimate humiliation for a slut is to be breed. Good-bye, Greg.
Lawrence turned and walked into the shower. I picked up the bag and headed home to speak to Lori. I felt a bit guilty and embarrassed because I sported the hardest cock of my life!
Lori just stared at the black dildo she held in her hands after I finished describing Lawrence's conversation at the gym. She asked if I wanted this to happen and I told her I did. I told her we can quit at any time and if like with Jason she cannot quit without leaving, we know Lawrence is going to be gone in a year at most. I also explained how he had as much to lose as us if this became known, so it was much safer than trying a swinger's ad or better then spending the rest of our life wondering what would have been. She smiled, grabbed my hand and said she loved me, but wanted me to know if she agrees, she will do anything for Lawrence, no matter how kinky.
I told her I understood and since we both had the chance to give a 1 to any act on his form, she really would never be doing anything we both didn't consent to. Let's fill out the forms, then Lori exclaimed as she jumped up.
We made love that night twice, something I haven't done in years. I know both of us were thinking about the phone call the next evening.
On Wednesday morning I gave Lawrence the filled out questionaires and told him I was setting up our appointments for the blood tests. I told him neither of us have been with another person since our marriage and he smiled, saying he had thought as much, but it is still better for everyone to have positive proof. He rubbed his crotch and said he will be looking forward to speaking to Lori that night.
Twenty minutes before nine Lori was naked, holding onto the black dildo, sitting by the phone. When it rang, it startled us both as Lori dropped to her knees and slowly lifted up the receiver. Hello, this is Lori, she stammered. Yes, I am sorry, this is Lori your black cock loving slut.
For the next fifteen minutes she listened attentively, answering a few times with I see or Yes Sir. When she hung up the phone she smiled and told me what Lawrence had instructed her. I was to shave her cunt and ass, and to be careful not to leave a strand of hair. This was to be my job twice a week, and the day of any meetings Lori was to have with him. She was told not to ever wear pantyhose while he was in town. He hates it and said she can go without or with a garter belt and nylons. He gave her a description of the type of clothes he expected her in and suggested she go shopping if they weren't in her present wardrobe. When I asked if they were outwardly slutty clothes, Lori assured me they were not much different than her present outfits, just a little sexier. No flats, minimum 3 heels, skirts above the knee, dresses and blouses that button up the front, sexy lingerie.
These were clothes that would accentuate her beauty but not cheapen her look in front of friends. Finally she said she was to fuck herself with the dildo tonight while she sucked my cock. Lawrence wanted her to compare my hardon with the rubber dick so she could imagine how much better her next fuck would be. She said he was going to make arrangements for us to spend the night in San Francisco the following week. I was not to fuck her till then. I was to suck her pussy when she wished and I could only masturbate in her presence. When I came I was to shoot my load on her cunt and lick up the mess. Lori smiled saying Lawrence wanted me to get use to eating his cum from her body.
Tonight after I came in her mouth we were to French kiss and exchange my cum back and forth. Lori proceeded to rub the black dildo across her cunt and I could hear, from across the room the squishy sounds of her wet cunt....
Since I have become familiar with the stories of a sexual nature on the internet, I have found many others who seem to enjoy a relationship similar to the one my wife and I are now involved in. I guess most readers want to get right into the sex, but since this is a true story, I feel the need to give a bit of a history.
My name is Greg and I am a white professional male, 45 years old. I am very well off due to the recent merger of a start up company in Palo Alto, California. I would consider myself good looking, of average build, though I can stand to get back in college shape. Lori, my wife is a year younger, though she really does look to be in her thirties, not forties. She is five foot four, a hundred and eighteen pounds. She has short brown hair and is quite striking. She was a cheerleader at UCLA and still retains that youthful California look. We meet while I was a senior at UC Berkeley. Lori quit school and lived in the area. I met her through a mutual friend. We had a normal courtship for the seventies and were married after my graduation. We have two sons, the youngest having left home this year for college. I would not say our sex life was bad, but nothing like what is described in stories and letters. I have always had a secret desire to be dominated in a relationship but n ever acted on it. I was sure Lori would think me strange. Sex was frequent, but pretty much revolved around Lori 's moods, though we wouldn't be considered in a D/s relationship my any stretch of the imagination.
This year when our house was empty of children I began to sneak in adult movies and watch them after Lori went to bed. My favorites were ones where the wife was used by other men while the husband watched. One day Lori caught me watching a video and rather than being upset, as I thought she would, she had me bring it into our bedroom so we both could enjoy it.
We enjoyed a renewed sex life, and she encouraged me to rent them more often. She guessed, after awhile, by my selections that I enjoyed the wife watching videos and really did not go much more into it. One night we were watching a video where a white woman was being fucked by a black man, who, for a video, was rather rough with the woman. She was ordered to perform and little interest was expressed in her comfort or enjoyment. For the first time in our relationship I found Lori to be visibly taken by the video. When I questioned her she told me a story, after I promised not to be upset.
It seems in her third year at UCLA she dated a black football player. Partly because she wanted to prove she was liberal and open minded, partly because he was a campus celebrity and partly to piss off her parents. She enjoyed the sex, and the further the relationship went the more dominant he became towards her. She found she enjoyed this and though she felt guilty she looked forward to each stage of their development together. It started with Jason (his name) being more demanding and rough in their sex; forcing her to deep throat his large cock, fucking her in the ass when he wished, making her verbally beg and plead for his attention. Jason seemed to enjoy the fact she never turned him down and always pushed the envelope to see how far she would go. He began to make her dress provocatively, to take her for rides in his convertible and flash herself to truckers. While at his frat house he would openly feel her up in front of his friends and speak crudely in front of her.
He would ask her if she wanted his black cock up her ass, and while she would blush in front of the laughing frat members her pussy would become soaking wet. He would send her to his room and tell her to be ready to get fucked, grabbing a tit for emphasis. Later on he would brazenly pull up her shirt and play with her nipples while he and his team mates watched television.
When she would ask him to stop he would tell her she knew where the door was and could leave any time she became tired of his cock. She knew he didn't love, or even like her anymore but for some strange reason she didn't care. She loved being his white slut. One night he was having a card game and had her dress in a micro-mini skirt with no panties. He would throw a chip on the ground and tell her to pick it up. He made her bend at the waist so her ass and pussy lips were ******* to everyone. Next, still trying to see how far she would go, Jason told her to suck his cock during the commercial breaks while he and 6 or 7 friends were watching the sweet sixteen basketball playoff. At first she refused, and Jason went ballistic, he told her to get her white cunt out and he didn't want to see her ever again. She knew she should leave but found she was wetter than she had ever been! When she said she would do it, he told her since she refused she now had to be naked and while the gam e was on she would get beers for him and his buddies. As soon as a commercial break was on she had thirty seconds to wrap her lips around his cock. If she didn't it was goodbye. She had never been so humiliated....or so horney.
She removed her clothes and sat on the floor next to Jason waiting for the first commercial. She spent the rest of the day sucking him to 3 orgasms, two of which he had her swallow and one which he sprayed across her face. After the game he sent her home and wouldn't let her clean her face off. Once outside she hurriedly rubbed the cum off with her hands but she could smell the odor of sex and was sure everyone else could. She quit college at the end of that year when Jason told her she had to service his friends. She found the strength to say no, but knew if she stayed in school she would be back. She moved home and that is when I met her.
I asked her if she missed that relationship and she said she knew we could never have that type of sex and often dreamed of it. She smiled shyly and said she truly loved me and would not jeopardize our marriage. I told her I loved her and if she wanted to find a dominant black male to use her I would agree if she allowed me to watch. We both, after 22 years of marriage understood each other. We both also knew we couldn't act on our desires because of the risk to ****** and reputation, That is until we meet Lawrence.....
Submission of Lori Part 2
As I said earlier, my company had been bought out by a larger group based in Boston. I was in charge of the transition period, which we figured would take six to twelve months. The Boston office sent out their executive who I was to train...this is Lawrence. A very well educated, very successful thirty-six year old black man. When I first saw him he reminded me of Jerry Rice, the football player, in size and looks. I must admit my first thought was of him with Lori, but quickly dismissed it, what with me knowing nothing about him and the fact he traveled out with his wife and three ********* to find a condo he could rent for the transition period. He seemed likable enough and I did my best helping him fit in. His ****** was only going to be here for a week so most of his time was spent finding a place to live. With his girls school and club activities he and his wife decided she and the girls would stay in Boston.
Our bosses threw a dinner party for Lawrence and his wife and all the executives and their wives, as a welcome for him. I didn't tell Lori much about Lawrence, especially that he was black, and I could see in her eyes that same look she had when she told me about her adventures with Jason in college. Lawrence had a gleam in his eye when he met Lori and smiled when he had to pull his hand away from their handshake while she stared with glazed eyes. I pulled her to the side later in the evening and told her it was obvious to everyone she was enthralled by this man. She said, with a smile, I'd fuck him here, in front of everyone, if I could, but instead I'll just fantasize about him when I'm fucking you tonight.
I certainly was excited by her response, and out of the corner of my eye I saw Lawrence's wife behind us. I hoped she hadn't heard anything!
That Monday, Lawrence came to work after taking his ****** to the airport and asked me of a gym nearby where he could workout before work. He also asked if I would like to join him in the morning workouts because he found them much more intense if done with a partner. I told him I've been meaning to start back up to lose the fifteen pound spare tire I had and agreed to join him. He looked at me and said, twenty.
When I asked what that meant he said I should lose twenty not fifteen pounds. We agreed to meet that evening to sign up and have a light workout. We both headed home to pick up our gym clothes and met at 8 o'clock.
After a workout, which I must admit proved I was out of shape and Lawrence was in excellent form, I told him I'd see him tomorrow. Lawrence said to come in and shower, which I told him I would plan on doing that when I got home. Without raising his voice or changing his expression he said Greg, I think it would be best for you and Lori if you did as I said.
I was intrigued and also felt a strange meek feeling come over me. I followed him into the men's shower room. Lawrence sat on the bench and told me he is a very happily married man and would not do anything to risk his ******, his job or his reputation. He felt I probably felt the same which I nodded in agreement to. I wasn't sure where this was heading, and my first thought was he was making a pass at me. Lawrence went on to say he is a highly sexed individual and he has a dominant kinky side which his wife is aware of but doesn't participate in.
Back in Boston, he went on, I have three white women who I call my bitches. They are all married and each spends one night a week, with their husband's approval, and usually presence, as my slut.
He smiled as I stared back and continued. I noticed how Lori was watching me at the dinner and when my wife overheard her tell you she would fuck me in front of everyone, I thought I might have the answer to my problem. What problem is that, Lawrence? I asked. Finding a white slut to use for the next 6 to 12 months, of course, he smiled.
My bitches in Boston are younger, but Lori is a beautiful and well kept lady. I do not enter these things lightly, Greg nor do I expect you to. I require, and will give you, blood tests showing HIV status. I will give you both an extensive questionaire to fill out which will tell me both Lori and your limits. It is rated 1 to 5; 1, being Lori would never do it, or you wouldn't want to see her do it and 5 being she would love to do it and you would love to see it. The 1's and 5's are easy. The 2, which is something she will only do if forced to, or something you really do not care to see but would allow is the hardest. If you both score a 2 on the same subject I will not usually ask Lori to perform it, unless it happens to be a favorite of mine. You will see by my system I will know very well what the two of you want. For example if Lori puts a 2 for anal sex and you put it as a 5, that you really would like to see my black cock up her ass, then anal sex becomes a 4, or something we will do frequently.
Are you following this Greg? Yes, I stammered. Good, because what this does is it allows me to plan our adventures together well in advance. It also puts us in a place where neither of you should say NO to me. If you were honest on the form, you will never be asked to do something you do not like, so be truthful in your answers. Also if either of you ever do refuse me, it is over right then and there, no questions, no discussion. Understood? Lawrence paused and stared at me while I nodded yes. The reason I brought you in here was to discuss this and show you this at which he pulled down his shorts and removed his shirt and supporter. Hanging between his legs was the biggest cock I had ever seen in real life, and it wasn't even hard. He began to stroke it while he spoke,
Greg, I know you would like to see your pretty wife naked on her knees sucking on this, begging me to fuck her with it and pleading for me to cum all over her face or inside her cunt. Wouldn't you? By now he was hard and most have measured a good 9 or 10 inches.
Yes, sir, I mumbled. Good, I can't wait to fuck and use her. Remember what I said in the beginning, I have no interest in ruining your marriage, your reputation or your ******. We will be discreet, and if I set up sessions that seem dangerous or spontaneous you must trust me that I have set these events up. No one will be hurt, nor will either of you be embarrassed . You WILL be humiliated and used, but that is what you want. You can be assured reputations will not be blemished. All of the couples back in Boston are prominent people who, like me cannot afford scandal.
Lastly, inside that bag I have the questionaires, the lab you need to go for your blood tests and a black dildo that is roughly the size of my cock. Wednesday evening I will be calling your home at 9 PM sharp. If Lori has agreed to this relationship, as I think you already have, she is to answer the phone naked and knelling in the bedroom. The dildo should be close by. At that time I will give instructions for our first meeting. It will be soon because I do not like going without pussy for long. At work we will not discuss this, that is why our workouts will be good, we can talk then. I have had a vasectomy so Lori doesn't need to worry about pregnancy, though the ultimate humiliation for a slut is to be breed. Good-bye, Greg.
Lawrence turned and walked into the shower. I picked up the bag and headed home to speak to Lori. I felt a bit guilty and embarrassed because I sported the hardest cock of my life!
Lori just stared at the black dildo she held in her hands after I finished describing Lawrence's conversation at the gym. She asked if I wanted this to happen and I told her I did. I told her we can quit at any time and if like with Jason she cannot quit without leaving, we know Lawrence is going to be gone in a year at most. I also explained how he had as much to lose as us if this became known, so it was much safer than trying a swinger's ad or better then spending the rest of our life wondering what would have been. She smiled, grabbed my hand and said she loved me, but wanted me to know if she agrees, she will do anything for Lawrence, no matter how kinky.
I told her I understood and since we both had the chance to give a 1 to any act on his form, she really would never be doing anything we both didn't consent to. Let's fill out the forms, then Lori exclaimed as she jumped up.
We made love that night twice, something I haven't done in years. I know both of us were thinking about the phone call the next evening.
On Wednesday morning I gave Lawrence the filled out questionaires and told him I was setting up our appointments for the blood tests. I told him neither of us have been with another person since our marriage and he smiled, saying he had thought as much, but it is still better for everyone to have positive proof. He rubbed his crotch and said he will be looking forward to speaking to Lori that night.
Twenty minutes before nine Lori was naked, holding onto the black dildo, sitting by the phone. When it rang, it startled us both as Lori dropped to her knees and slowly lifted up the receiver. Hello, this is Lori, she stammered. Yes, I am sorry, this is Lori your black cock loving slut.
For the next fifteen minutes she listened attentively, answering a few times with I see or Yes Sir. When she hung up the phone she smiled and told me what Lawrence had instructed her. I was to shave her cunt and ass, and to be careful not to leave a strand of hair. This was to be my job twice a week, and the day of any meetings Lori was to have with him. She was told not to ever wear pantyhose while he was in town. He hates it and said she can go without or with a garter belt and nylons. He gave her a description of the type of clothes he expected her in and suggested she go shopping if they weren't in her present wardrobe. When I asked if they were outwardly slutty clothes, Lori assured me they were not much different than her present outfits, just a little sexier. No flats, minimum 3 heels, skirts above the knee, dresses and blouses that button up the front, sexy lingerie.
These were clothes that would accentuate her beauty but not cheapen her look in front of friends. Finally she said she was to fuck herself with the dildo tonight while she sucked my cock. Lawrence wanted her to compare my hardon with the rubber dick so she could imagine how much better her next fuck would be. She said he was going to make arrangements for us to spend the night in San Francisco the following week. I was not to fuck her till then. I was to suck her pussy when she wished and I could only masturbate in her presence. When I came I was to shoot my load on her cunt and lick up the mess. Lori smiled saying Lawrence wanted me to get use to eating his cum from her body.
Tonight after I came in her mouth we were to French kiss and exchange my cum back and forth. Lori proceeded to rub the black dildo across her cunt and I could hear, from across the room the squishy sounds of her wet cunt....
