Michael was my first Master exposing me to a sexual world that I did not know existed.
Michael has exposed me to new sexual experiences, and my current black lover continues my education. This is the story about one of these experiences, group sex or sometimes referred to as a gangbang.
Three months after I was “taken”, Michael had collared me, I wear his “collar”, so I refer to him as my Master. In this short time, he shared me as a gift or reward to other men, and each time, he received positive feedback on my behavior. This and other facts led Michael to show his appreciation and trust in me by providing his “collar’. The collar, with silver studs, adjustable hasp, and a loop for a leash connotates ownership. Michael owned me, as much as he could since I was also married.
I was proud to receive his collar and become part of his stable of women. He had two other women collared, and I was introduced to them at a private party. They were like me in age and marital status, one was Italian the other Eastern European. They were friendly; however, we were unable to spend any time talking. Michael forbade us from socializing as well. They each wore more stylish collars, which I could earn over time.
With the “collar” comes rules and expectations, and certain benefits. No longer would I be allowed to “freelance”, to see other men without his permission. Michael expected loyalty. The benefits included security, he would protect me, and he would consult with me before expanding my sexual horizons. Further, I could contact him if I felt a “need”, and he would allow me to serve him or someone he designated.
Days after I was collared, he wanted me to experience a “gangbang” with three-to-four men, including himself. This was a new experience. I trusted Michael, especially since I knew him professionally for ten years.
I had one concern, and he was willing to listen. I asked Michael if the men could be tested ahead of time for any diseases. This had weighed heavy on me, especially meeting men on my own or where I was shared, and my other affairs. Admittedly, I was taking chances with my health.
I received full confidential blood and medical workup and, thank goodness, it came back negative across all tests. Michael promised me that the men will be tested and trusted. I was nervous but also excited about another new sexual experience.
Michael selected a nice hotel and paid for a suite, giving us more room to play and party. Unlike the times he shared me with other men, as a gift or reward, I was made to feel special. I arrived shortly after Michael, dressed casually because I would be changing into sexy lingerie in the room. I had arranged to spend the night at the hotel, and my husband bought my excuse. It wasn’t difficult. I routinely went to New York or Philadelphia to visit friends, even before I had affairs.
The room had two bedrooms, each with king-sized beds and a large shower, where two-or-three people could fit, and a large sitting area with a comfortable couch and chairs. Michael had porn on the large screen television; a bukkake scene was showing when I arrived. The young lady was taking a lot of cock and cum, I was so turned on by the scene. I watched the scene for a few moments and counted over fifteen black men, each hotter than the next. For now, four men seemed enough, however, I was turned on by the bukkake scene.
Michael had Scotch, Bailey’s Irish Crème, wine, and beer in a wet bar off to one side. This was a first-class event and Michael made sure I felt like a star. He made us drinks and he told me that the men would arrive in half hour. He said he would watch mostly to make sure the scene was safe for me, and he gave me a “safe word”, which he suggested was “pizza”. I never heard of this term before. He explained it is exactly as it sounded, that anytime I am not feeling safe or need a break, I say the word and with no questions, he will stop the scene.
I sipped the Scotch while Michael reached in his suitcase, retrieving my outfit, sexy silky lingerie. I doubt this outfit would survive the night, not a lot of fabric to hold it together. I changed into lingerie, feeling very sexy, seriously this was a first-rate experience. I forgot that soon four men would be having sex with me. I put my heels on and strutted into the living room. Michael stood and applauded and paid me some nice compliments.
There was a knock at the door, my heart began to race. The three men came into the room, all strong bulls. Each of the men was an Adonis. They each gave me a kiss on the cheek and took a glass from Michael. It seemed very civilized, again not like when Michael gave me as a gift. They complimented me on how “sexy” I looked, and some took notice of my gold Star of David. They were gentlemen, I did not feel at all humiliated or degraded. I knew however that this would end, and that they were there to have sex with me. I was nervous but also ready for them.
Michael stood, and the mood changed, I knew it was show time. I took the last gulp of my drink and Michael led me to the center of the living room. The men got their drinks refreshed and Michael invited the men to feel and touch my body. The lights went low as they begin to gently feel my breasts and pussy. I felt a finger go into my pussy through the silky lingerie. I began to see the hunger in these men, as they transformed into alpha beasts.
For a moment I was frightened, but their touches were mostly gentle and a well-placed finger in my vagina made me moan. Each of the men started to undress as Michael removed my lingerie. Standing naked in front of four impressive men, I felt an odd feeling of privilege. Michael sensed this and gave me a smile, as he reached into his suitcase again and retrieved my collar. This time, the collar, black with gold studs, had a leash attached to a small buckle. My collar never had a leash, so this was new.
As the men were standing ready, their cocks large and hard, Michael attached the collar and held the leash. He controlled me with the leash, turning me so the men could see my backside. Then, with a gentle pull of the leash, I turned to face the three hungry bulls.
Michael remained dressed, the bulls were anxious, it felt like an eternity standing naked for them. Michael seemed to enjoy controlling me and the three men as well. No one made a move until Michael said so. He led me into the bedroom with the black braided leash. He didn’t pull hard, just guided me past the men, and not one of them touched me.
The men followed us into the main bedroom, I was guided to my knees, leash detached, and Michael announced, enjoy yourself, men. He stepped back as the men moved forward, each holding their large stiff cocks. I saw Michael look towards me and lifted his glass, as the first cock was forced into my mouth.
The action moved fast now, three large men and their large cocks surrounded me, each vying for my mouth. I would suck on a man’s cock, then slip it out of my mouth, taking another and then another. Looking up at the men, they were enjoying themselves, as if they were observers, not participants. Drinks in their hand, another hand on their cock, and talking to me and each other.
One man said, “Suck mine, bitch!”
Another would add, “I know you want this black cock, slut.”
The third man said, “Damn, can you believe it, she’s really hungry.”
I would take their shafts, stroking and the other hand on another man’s balls. My mouth and hands kept shifting from one man to another. This was physically demanding; these men are large and full of stamina and energy.
I began tasting precum from one man, so I took his cock and gave it full attention with my mouth and hands. The other men know what was coming and stroked their cocks while I was about to take this man’s seed.
His large muscular legs stiffened, his balls as well, and his shaft got even thicker. I gagged and tried to relax my throat and change my angle, he was pushing his shaft in deep, and began to cum. I felt hands on the back of my head, holding my head in position as I swallowed his sweet thick seed. I swallowed as fast as I could, he kept spurting. And I knew there were two more men waiting their turn.
I felt the pressure come off the back of my head and released his gooey cock. As I went to lick it clean, a hand guided me to one of the other men, forcing his anxious cock into my mouth. The man who came wiped his cock on my face and hair, the other man was ready to explode, so I switched back and forth between the two remaining men. One began to cum on my face, so I took his cock in my mouth.
He was spurting his warm seed in my mouth when the third man started coming. Both men positioned their cockheads near my lips and came. Two powerful men, their large, engorged cockheads releasing their seed in my open mouth.
Most of their seed entered my mouth, and some of my face, breasts, and hair. I thought about Michael’s bukkake video, I wish he was taking a video so I can see what I looked like. Normally, I don’t allow anyone to video or photograph me when serving these bulls.
The guys relaxed and I could slowly lick and clean their cocks, getting the last taste of their seed. The men came equally strong and their seed thick. They each tasted different, although all sweet.
They stepped back and I was still on my knees, cum all over my body. I wiped the cum off my breasts and face with my finger and licked it clean.
Michael raised me and gave me a Scotch drink. The men were refilling their drinks, as I felt Michael’s fingers enter my pussy. I moaned and came when he slid two thick fingers inside.
Michael led me to the bed and had me put my elbows on the bed, my feet, still in the heels, on the floor. He put his fingers in my pussy again and I was moaning and twisting. I managed to get the uncomfortable heels off as the first man came back into the room.
Michael announced, “Take her one at a time men, your choice, pussy or anal, she wants you, don’t you slut Lisa.”
I replied, “Yes Sir, take me please, I want to feel the black cock in me, Sir.”
The first man went for my wet pussy, I had to grip the bed to avoid collapsing. His thrusts were deep and hard, I had multiple orgasms and then felt him stiffen, roaring he came strong. When he finally withdrew, he came around the bed and positioned his cock so I would lick and taste his and my own juices.
He held my head while I licked his shaft and cockhead, then felt hands on my back, the second man had his cockhead against me, he was going in me anally. I couldn’t concentrate on both a cock in my mouth and another in me anally. My head was spinning.
The third man, waiting his turn, said to Michael, “Damn, that slut of yours is a cum animal, white girls can’t get enough black seed can they.”
I didn’t hear Michael’s reply, as the second man’s cock was pumping me anally strong. The first man wiped his cock in my hair and went for another drink. I was now able to focus on this man, pumping me hard, listening to his moans and calling me a slut, groaning he came strong.
Michael’s voice was stern, “Where are your manners cum slut.”
I replied, “I am sorry sir, thank you for your wonderful cock and seed sirs.”
The second man joined Michael and the first man in the living room. I heard laughing and the occasional, “white wives” and “slut” mentioned a few times. I couldn’t hear their voices as the third man rolled me over and came above me, his cock near my mouth. He came down hard, his cock deep into my well-used mouth. I was enjoying taking his cock in this position; however, he shifts, and I felt his cock enter my pussy. He pushed his large thick cock deep into my vagina, slamming my cervix hard. My orgasm was loud, I noticed the men were standing near watching this alpha male fucking me hard.
His breath was hot as he watched my face while taking his shaft hard inside me. He demanded that I keep my eyes open. Seeing the intensity on his face and lifting my head slightly, watching his thick dark cock enter my wet pussy. I was losing my mind with this intense and incredible passion. When I would close my eyes, he would demand me to open them, using the word “bitch” or “slut”. I came so hard again when I felt his body seize up, his moans were loud, and he was coming strong inside me.
He stayed in my for a few minutes after his last spurt, I think he was unable to move. It was intense for him as well.
He finally withdrew and I quickly moved to clean his cock off. One of the men handed him his drink and he pulled away and they all went into the living room.
Michael brought me more drink and while caressing my hair, he said, “Damn girl, you’re doing much better than I anticipated.”
He let me wash up and told me to rest in the bed for a bit, the men will want more of you shortly.
The bed felt so comfortable, I slipped into a deep sleep. Then I felt hands on my body, the men were back for more.
