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19 Crimson Dominatrix and the Switch Gimp
Tameesha and I had met about two hours before and had almost gotten caught after doing a threesome in a warehouse parking lot with Don, black guy she’d met on the chat line. We had a great time and just after we finished a guard nearly caught all three of us cleaning up after a steamy ménage-a-trois. I followed her around the corner as she tried to escape the security guard’s eye and picked her up in my car. She accepted my offer of a safe ride home.
As we drove off I reflected how lucky I was to have avoided being caught because I was in town on business, and I was dressed like a cheap freshly-fucked red-headed whore. But now that the danger had passed, I had plenty of time and was enjoying the freedom of a loose schedule to have some serious “fuck-time” as Rebeca.
Tameesha was African-American, married, had a warm even dark-caramel completion, unnaturally, yet very flattering, straight black hair, and was, like many African women, gifted with a large round firm ass that ‘popped’ and looked like it always wanted a good hard fuck. She lived about 45 minutes away from the warehouse parking lot we had just had a ménage-a-trois in, so, we talked as I drove.
She joked about her brief acquaintance Don, who we had just played with. We both theorized about what would happen to him and hyothisized about his possible ways out, since he was at least somewhat bisexual. Yes, how would a bi-black guy get out of indecent exposure or using a parking lot for casual sex with tow others who had run off faster than he had tried to.
After we had exhausted that topic she asked me questions about my “Rebeca thing.” I explained how it was a sexual thing far more than any kind of gender thing…I described in detail how I had started off and how I just loved sex and loved being a dirty slutty whore with practically anyone. I told her a few stories and she enjoyed them. As I told these stories I began to get hard again. After the third or fourth story I realized how much she enjoyed them. Tameesha began shifting in her seat a lot. Then she looked out the window and then back at me and said, “You are fucking hot.” She looked at me, I paid attention to the road. Then she really surprised me as she unlocked her seat-belt, leaned across the console, pushed my skirt up, pulled my semi-hard cock out of the side of my panties, and began sucking my cock as we drove down the highway. She pushed her pants down and sucked me deep as she apparently began masturbating herself. She had somehow improved the lackluster oral style I had experienced in the van. Unlike when she was in the van, she was a better, much deeper, and far hotter cocksucker now. I assumed that it was the angle of her head on my cock more than anything. She paused a few times to tell me where to turn but kept sucking me off.
As we entered one of the Inland Empire’s many areas of suburban paradise, she finally sat up, licking her lips and apparently cleaning her own smudged lipstick off her chin. She looked out the window and said, “Ok, turn here.”
I saw a middle school in front of us. She guided me to her car parked just off school grounds.
She looked over at me and paused. “My brother is at my house. He an I have a closer relationship than most people understand. I think you would like him much better than Don. We get very kinky. Do you want to come over and dominate him with me and maybe get fucked by him while I watch?”
I was perplexed. Earlier she’d made me and Don both think that was trying out new freaky things. Now her proposition, along with the highly talented blowjob smashed that impression. Now she wanted to watch me in action at her home…with her ‘brother.’
“Sure” was all I said.
She told me to follow her and we drove along the suburban streets slowly. She was on her phone for about three minutes or so and then we turned back around and drove in a very direct manner to her place, passing the school she’d been parked at. She pointed for me to park on the street as she turned into a drive with the garage door opening. I parked on the street and let my heels make a click-clack sound as I walked up her driveway. She made her way inside and I began to think she was not going to let me in when the garage door started to come back down. It was about 10:30pm and the night air felt great, but I imagined how it would look for me to be a white CD slut in someone’s driveway…not good.
I was about half way up the driveway and ready to turn around when she opened the front door and ushered me inside. The place was very nice. I noted immediately that her family pictures showed that her husband was white or possibly Latino and that she had a couple of great looking happy healthy k**s; a typical So-Cal suburban mixed family. Good looking and normal in all outward appearances. I complemented her and she thanked me and explained that the k**s were off with their cousins at camp for three weeks, and in the meantime she was getting her inner-freak on. She kissed me and rubbed my cock and then broke the kiss and said, “Fucking hot gurl…you are gonna be fun…”
Tameesha guided me to the living room couch and said, “Have a seat and I will be right back down in a second. Keenan, my brother is kind of a freak, but don’t worry. He’s fine and safe. I don’t think my husband isn’t available right now, so relax and have fun. We have been playing a lot over the last week, and we cant seem to stop and don’t want to…ok?”
All I could do was nod yes, but now I had several questions about what she meant. I was insanely curious.
“Do you want anything to drink?” she asked.
“Maybe some water would be good,” I said in a femme voice.
Tameesha smiled and leaned forward to kiss me and groped my cock once more as she said, “Damn, you are just the hottest woman.” She kissed me deeply, our lipsticks sliding together like a lesbian wet dream. She broke away and told me where the downstairs restroom was, instructed me to “clean off whatever was left of Don,” and then went upstairs with a spring in her step.
I went to the restroom and washed off my hands and my crotch. I touched up my makeup and returned to the living room couch.
Then a person, who I correctly assumed was her brother stepped into the living room and I was amazed. He wore black PVC from head to toe – a “Gimp Suit.” He had a shiny jumpsuit, a hood that covered his face, and a leather collar around his neck. In one hand he held a leash and in the other my water. His face was covered by a full head and face mask that had a cock-sized opening at the mouth and small holes about the size of a paper-hole punch would be in where his eyes were and below his nostrils. He could barely see, and I was amazed at how de-humanizing it was. Very hot. The only other opening was a rounded hole that extended from his belly-button down and through his crotch to his lower back- much that way leather chaps do. If that portion of the suit had been was covered, and I hadn’t seen his long semi-hard dark-chocolate colored cock dangling free against his legs, I could not have told you that he was actually black. Now that’s something you don’t see every day…I thought with a smile
He presented water to me and I could see in his eyes that he was smiling.
I said “Thank you,” and sat on the rich brown leathery couch. Tameesha’s brother just stood there and I thought for a moment I saw his tongue extend to the edge of his mouth-hole.
Then I heard Tameesha say as she came back downstairs, “He isn’t allowed to speak to you until I say so. How do you like him?” I looked up and saw Tameesha, now transformed into a black domination goddess, and was stunned. She was made-up impeccably, with deep purples over her eyes, silver on her lids, thick eye lashes, heavy blush, black-cherry lips and her hair slicked back in a severe-looking pony tail. She looked like a porn goddess and was dressed for serious sex. She had swapped out her soccer-mom gettin’-some-strange look for a African Dominatrix look – a crimson goddess. She strutted down wearing a red PVC suit cut similarly as the gimp’s except that there were no sleeves and no hood and it had an open neckline that extended to from her neck to her tummy. The PVC suit was a crimson or dark-blood red with black trim and string lacing up the front to hold her ample black tits in. I would never have imagined how well the dark-red fetish-wear complemented her milk-chocolate skin tone. It was amazing and totally unexpected. The other distinct difference between Tameesha’s outfit and Keenan’s was that she had a large perfectly colored replica of a black man’s cock strapped to her crotch. It looked full and heavy as it swayed with every step she took down the stairs. She saw me gazing at it, moaned a bit, called me a cocksucker, and gripped it like it was real and jacked it slowly as she strutted over.
I thought Wow, I have hit the jackpot today…more big black cock in a single day and more freaks than in a month… I calmly turned and appraised her brother and said, “He is spectacular.”
Tameesha stood at the end of the couch next to me, her life-like rubber dick poking into my nude shoulder. I looked up at her and she said, “Well, white-gurl, have your water and then get down and suck him hard. I am going to enjoy this.”
I had a sip of water and then placed my purse on the side table and slumped down onto my knees. I grabbed his long heavy cock and brought it up to my mouth. I looked up at him and then licked around the head of his cock. I spiraled in half-moon shapes down his shaft and sucked him deep. His cock felt good as it reached my throat. I sucked him into my throat and coughed as he triggered my gag reflex.
Tameesha said, “Yess, take that cock just like you made me take it in the van…oh yesssss,” she hissed in a lusty voice as she then proceeded to share the highlights of the min-van ménage-a-trois with her brother. Then on one of my yup-strokes she added, “I am sorry dear brother Keenan, Rebeca and I just got through fucking an hour ago or so…now I am gonna watch you fuck her mouth while I ass-rr**** her.”
Brother Keenan seemed to like that and moaned underneath his mask. I then felt Tameesha lift my hips and push my skirt up out of the way. Keenan moved to pull me into position with my ass at the end of the couch directly in front of his sister. His cock was at least nine inches long and even with a foreskin, it was very stiff. I sucked him and fucked him with my mouth.
My wet ass was still quite slick from the three-way van fuck. Tameesha positioned me using a hand on each of my ass-cheeks and then without warning, she penetrated me. Her shaft went deep and she popped my g-spot. She seemed to know what she was doing and began a slow rhythmic fuck-pace. I was in heaven once again. I had sucked off about 15 cocks over the past few days and had been fucked a few times and now I had this kinky, forbidden sister-brother pair using me.
In moments I remembered that in the minivan Tameesha had shown to be very multi-orgasmic. She fucked me a few minutes and then started to cum over and over. Then she said, “Oh fuck, I gonna, aahhhhhh, I gonna squirt!” She breathed deep and then screamed loud enough that I hoped her neighbors didn’t call the cops claiming a murder was occurring. Tameesha breathed deep again and then came and creamed and screamed again. Over and over this happened, each time she thrusted into my ass the BBC strap-on dildo pressed against her clit using her own pressure and the resistance of my ass. I could feel her smooth fuck-style being affected by her orgasmic spasms. She fucked me another few minutes and then pulled out and collapsed on the couch. The PVC was normally shiny, but now had a thick sheen of her squirt-cum running down the front and inside of her legs toward her knee-high black patent leather boots.
I was hard enough to cut diamonds and well on the edge of cumming myself. Then, all of a sudden Keenan pulled his cock out of my mouth and stood back. He cupped his ample black cock and stroked it silently. Then he looked down at me and over to Tmaeesha. He let go of his cock and reached up and un-did the zipper and removed the mask. His shaved head gleamed with sweat.
Keenan looked down at me again and then over to his sister and uttered “Ok, sister. Switch and be my bitch.”
It was some sort of code between them because she looked up from her orgasmic contraction, breathed out hard, and nodded, ‘yes’ sluggishly.
Keenan walked over to her and grabbed his “sister’s” head and stuffed his nine-inch cock into her mouth. He grabbed her straightened and very real black hair with both hands and fucked her face. He called her a whore as he face-fucked her and told her he would only stop when she came, on her knees, and with his dick in her mouth. Amazingly, she took his well-proportioned nine-inches into her throat. Tameesha shuttered on her plump ass and gagged a few times as she moved off the couch and onto her knees. Tameesha, still burdened by a realistic-looking black-cock replica strap-on dildo, had to work her clit through the base of the latex cock. She moved it back and forth, side to side, rubbing her clit feverishly. The contrast of her red PVC outfit and his black PVC gimp-suit was unbelievably sexy. He fucked her mouth for at least a minute straight and then pulled away from her. Keenan looked over his shoulder at me and removed his collar and leash. He smiled and turned to his dear sister and fastened them on her. He then pulled like she was a dog and she went to her knees and sucked him some more. Keenan looked down at me and said, “Well whore, get behind her and fuck her cunt.”
I did as ordered, standing and making my way around to squat, on my heels instead of kneeling, and pushed my cock downward and deep into Tameesha. I fucked her in a down-angle and soon found myself slapping her “black ass” on Keenan’s command. I began to get very close to cumming and slowed my pace. I went deep one time as she backed into my cock and she came, screaming into her brother’s cock and spastically jerking backward into mine. After her orgasm subsided a bit and her moaning was at a tolerable volume, Keenan pulled out of her mouth.
Keenan looked over at me and smiled. Then he kneeled with his mouth at Tameesha’s ear and said, “I think it is time we showed him your fucking bitch of a husband.”
19 Crimson Dominatrix and the Switch Gimp
Tameesha and I had met about two hours before and had almost gotten caught after doing a threesome in a warehouse parking lot with Don, black guy she’d met on the chat line. We had a great time and just after we finished a guard nearly caught all three of us cleaning up after a steamy ménage-a-trois. I followed her around the corner as she tried to escape the security guard’s eye and picked her up in my car. She accepted my offer of a safe ride home.
As we drove off I reflected how lucky I was to have avoided being caught because I was in town on business, and I was dressed like a cheap freshly-fucked red-headed whore. But now that the danger had passed, I had plenty of time and was enjoying the freedom of a loose schedule to have some serious “fuck-time” as Rebeca.
Tameesha was African-American, married, had a warm even dark-caramel completion, unnaturally, yet very flattering, straight black hair, and was, like many African women, gifted with a large round firm ass that ‘popped’ and looked like it always wanted a good hard fuck. She lived about 45 minutes away from the warehouse parking lot we had just had a ménage-a-trois in, so, we talked as I drove.
She joked about her brief acquaintance Don, who we had just played with. We both theorized about what would happen to him and hyothisized about his possible ways out, since he was at least somewhat bisexual. Yes, how would a bi-black guy get out of indecent exposure or using a parking lot for casual sex with tow others who had run off faster than he had tried to.
After we had exhausted that topic she asked me questions about my “Rebeca thing.” I explained how it was a sexual thing far more than any kind of gender thing…I described in detail how I had started off and how I just loved sex and loved being a dirty slutty whore with practically anyone. I told her a few stories and she enjoyed them. As I told these stories I began to get hard again. After the third or fourth story I realized how much she enjoyed them. Tameesha began shifting in her seat a lot. Then she looked out the window and then back at me and said, “You are fucking hot.” She looked at me, I paid attention to the road. Then she really surprised me as she unlocked her seat-belt, leaned across the console, pushed my skirt up, pulled my semi-hard cock out of the side of my panties, and began sucking my cock as we drove down the highway. She pushed her pants down and sucked me deep as she apparently began masturbating herself. She had somehow improved the lackluster oral style I had experienced in the van. Unlike when she was in the van, she was a better, much deeper, and far hotter cocksucker now. I assumed that it was the angle of her head on my cock more than anything. She paused a few times to tell me where to turn but kept sucking me off.
As we entered one of the Inland Empire’s many areas of suburban paradise, she finally sat up, licking her lips and apparently cleaning her own smudged lipstick off her chin. She looked out the window and said, “Ok, turn here.”
I saw a middle school in front of us. She guided me to her car parked just off school grounds.
She looked over at me and paused. “My brother is at my house. He an I have a closer relationship than most people understand. I think you would like him much better than Don. We get very kinky. Do you want to come over and dominate him with me and maybe get fucked by him while I watch?”
I was perplexed. Earlier she’d made me and Don both think that was trying out new freaky things. Now her proposition, along with the highly talented blowjob smashed that impression. Now she wanted to watch me in action at her home…with her ‘brother.’
“Sure” was all I said.
She told me to follow her and we drove along the suburban streets slowly. She was on her phone for about three minutes or so and then we turned back around and drove in a very direct manner to her place, passing the school she’d been parked at. She pointed for me to park on the street as she turned into a drive with the garage door opening. I parked on the street and let my heels make a click-clack sound as I walked up her driveway. She made her way inside and I began to think she was not going to let me in when the garage door started to come back down. It was about 10:30pm and the night air felt great, but I imagined how it would look for me to be a white CD slut in someone’s driveway…not good.
I was about half way up the driveway and ready to turn around when she opened the front door and ushered me inside. The place was very nice. I noted immediately that her family pictures showed that her husband was white or possibly Latino and that she had a couple of great looking happy healthy k**s; a typical So-Cal suburban mixed family. Good looking and normal in all outward appearances. I complemented her and she thanked me and explained that the k**s were off with their cousins at camp for three weeks, and in the meantime she was getting her inner-freak on. She kissed me and rubbed my cock and then broke the kiss and said, “Fucking hot gurl…you are gonna be fun…”
Tameesha guided me to the living room couch and said, “Have a seat and I will be right back down in a second. Keenan, my brother is kind of a freak, but don’t worry. He’s fine and safe. I don’t think my husband isn’t available right now, so relax and have fun. We have been playing a lot over the last week, and we cant seem to stop and don’t want to…ok?”
All I could do was nod yes, but now I had several questions about what she meant. I was insanely curious.
“Do you want anything to drink?” she asked.
“Maybe some water would be good,” I said in a femme voice.
Tameesha smiled and leaned forward to kiss me and groped my cock once more as she said, “Damn, you are just the hottest woman.” She kissed me deeply, our lipsticks sliding together like a lesbian wet dream. She broke away and told me where the downstairs restroom was, instructed me to “clean off whatever was left of Don,” and then went upstairs with a spring in her step.
I went to the restroom and washed off my hands and my crotch. I touched up my makeup and returned to the living room couch.
Then a person, who I correctly assumed was her brother stepped into the living room and I was amazed. He wore black PVC from head to toe – a “Gimp Suit.” He had a shiny jumpsuit, a hood that covered his face, and a leather collar around his neck. In one hand he held a leash and in the other my water. His face was covered by a full head and face mask that had a cock-sized opening at the mouth and small holes about the size of a paper-hole punch would be in where his eyes were and below his nostrils. He could barely see, and I was amazed at how de-humanizing it was. Very hot. The only other opening was a rounded hole that extended from his belly-button down and through his crotch to his lower back- much that way leather chaps do. If that portion of the suit had been was covered, and I hadn’t seen his long semi-hard dark-chocolate colored cock dangling free against his legs, I could not have told you that he was actually black. Now that’s something you don’t see every day…I thought with a smile
He presented water to me and I could see in his eyes that he was smiling.
I said “Thank you,” and sat on the rich brown leathery couch. Tameesha’s brother just stood there and I thought for a moment I saw his tongue extend to the edge of his mouth-hole.
Then I heard Tameesha say as she came back downstairs, “He isn’t allowed to speak to you until I say so. How do you like him?” I looked up and saw Tameesha, now transformed into a black domination goddess, and was stunned. She was made-up impeccably, with deep purples over her eyes, silver on her lids, thick eye lashes, heavy blush, black-cherry lips and her hair slicked back in a severe-looking pony tail. She looked like a porn goddess and was dressed for serious sex. She had swapped out her soccer-mom gettin’-some-strange look for a African Dominatrix look – a crimson goddess. She strutted down wearing a red PVC suit cut similarly as the gimp’s except that there were no sleeves and no hood and it had an open neckline that extended to from her neck to her tummy. The PVC suit was a crimson or dark-blood red with black trim and string lacing up the front to hold her ample black tits in. I would never have imagined how well the dark-red fetish-wear complemented her milk-chocolate skin tone. It was amazing and totally unexpected. The other distinct difference between Tameesha’s outfit and Keenan’s was that she had a large perfectly colored replica of a black man’s cock strapped to her crotch. It looked full and heavy as it swayed with every step she took down the stairs. She saw me gazing at it, moaned a bit, called me a cocksucker, and gripped it like it was real and jacked it slowly as she strutted over.
I thought Wow, I have hit the jackpot today…more big black cock in a single day and more freaks than in a month… I calmly turned and appraised her brother and said, “He is spectacular.”
Tameesha stood at the end of the couch next to me, her life-like rubber dick poking into my nude shoulder. I looked up at her and she said, “Well, white-gurl, have your water and then get down and suck him hard. I am going to enjoy this.”
I had a sip of water and then placed my purse on the side table and slumped down onto my knees. I grabbed his long heavy cock and brought it up to my mouth. I looked up at him and then licked around the head of his cock. I spiraled in half-moon shapes down his shaft and sucked him deep. His cock felt good as it reached my throat. I sucked him into my throat and coughed as he triggered my gag reflex.
Tameesha said, “Yess, take that cock just like you made me take it in the van…oh yesssss,” she hissed in a lusty voice as she then proceeded to share the highlights of the min-van ménage-a-trois with her brother. Then on one of my yup-strokes she added, “I am sorry dear brother Keenan, Rebeca and I just got through fucking an hour ago or so…now I am gonna watch you fuck her mouth while I ass-rr**** her.”
Brother Keenan seemed to like that and moaned underneath his mask. I then felt Tameesha lift my hips and push my skirt up out of the way. Keenan moved to pull me into position with my ass at the end of the couch directly in front of his sister. His cock was at least nine inches long and even with a foreskin, it was very stiff. I sucked him and fucked him with my mouth.
My wet ass was still quite slick from the three-way van fuck. Tameesha positioned me using a hand on each of my ass-cheeks and then without warning, she penetrated me. Her shaft went deep and she popped my g-spot. She seemed to know what she was doing and began a slow rhythmic fuck-pace. I was in heaven once again. I had sucked off about 15 cocks over the past few days and had been fucked a few times and now I had this kinky, forbidden sister-brother pair using me.
In moments I remembered that in the minivan Tameesha had shown to be very multi-orgasmic. She fucked me a few minutes and then started to cum over and over. Then she said, “Oh fuck, I gonna, aahhhhhh, I gonna squirt!” She breathed deep and then screamed loud enough that I hoped her neighbors didn’t call the cops claiming a murder was occurring. Tameesha breathed deep again and then came and creamed and screamed again. Over and over this happened, each time she thrusted into my ass the BBC strap-on dildo pressed against her clit using her own pressure and the resistance of my ass. I could feel her smooth fuck-style being affected by her orgasmic spasms. She fucked me another few minutes and then pulled out and collapsed on the couch. The PVC was normally shiny, but now had a thick sheen of her squirt-cum running down the front and inside of her legs toward her knee-high black patent leather boots.
I was hard enough to cut diamonds and well on the edge of cumming myself. Then, all of a sudden Keenan pulled his cock out of my mouth and stood back. He cupped his ample black cock and stroked it silently. Then he looked down at me and over to Tmaeesha. He let go of his cock and reached up and un-did the zipper and removed the mask. His shaved head gleamed with sweat.
Keenan looked down at me again and then over to his sister and uttered “Ok, sister. Switch and be my bitch.”
It was some sort of code between them because she looked up from her orgasmic contraction, breathed out hard, and nodded, ‘yes’ sluggishly.
Keenan walked over to her and grabbed his “sister’s” head and stuffed his nine-inch cock into her mouth. He grabbed her straightened and very real black hair with both hands and fucked her face. He called her a whore as he face-fucked her and told her he would only stop when she came, on her knees, and with his dick in her mouth. Amazingly, she took his well-proportioned nine-inches into her throat. Tameesha shuttered on her plump ass and gagged a few times as she moved off the couch and onto her knees. Tameesha, still burdened by a realistic-looking black-cock replica strap-on dildo, had to work her clit through the base of the latex cock. She moved it back and forth, side to side, rubbing her clit feverishly. The contrast of her red PVC outfit and his black PVC gimp-suit was unbelievably sexy. He fucked her mouth for at least a minute straight and then pulled away from her. Keenan looked over his shoulder at me and removed his collar and leash. He smiled and turned to his dear sister and fastened them on her. He then pulled like she was a dog and she went to her knees and sucked him some more. Keenan looked down at me and said, “Well whore, get behind her and fuck her cunt.”
I did as ordered, standing and making my way around to squat, on my heels instead of kneeling, and pushed my cock downward and deep into Tameesha. I fucked her in a down-angle and soon found myself slapping her “black ass” on Keenan’s command. I began to get very close to cumming and slowed my pace. I went deep one time as she backed into my cock and she came, screaming into her brother’s cock and spastically jerking backward into mine. After her orgasm subsided a bit and her moaning was at a tolerable volume, Keenan pulled out of her mouth.
Keenan looked over at me and smiled. Then he kneeled with his mouth at Tameesha’s ear and said, “I think it is time we showed him your fucking bitch of a husband.”
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