Date: Tue, 16 Sep 2008 14:06:45 -0400
From: Bob S <mybuttsurs@hotmail.com>
Subject: Part 8 'Internet Hook-up'

I woke up in darkness.  It was 1:00am Sunday morning and someone's hands
were playing with my naked ass.  It felt so good...that I just moaned and
put my head back on the pillow, allowing my eyes to adjust to the darkness
and to bask in the feeling that was centered on my butt.  As I was doing
this...a shadowy silhouette moved to the side of the bed I was facing and
came right up to my face.  Then I felt warm flesh fall on my cheek...and
instinctively I reached up to take hold of a fat cock.  I knew from it's
size that it was Sam's and I merely opened to welcome his big black cock
into the wet warmth of my mouth and throat.  Now it wasn't I that was
moaning, but Sam...in a low gutteral groan that woke me up completely to
what was going on.

With Sam deeply rooted down my throat, I felt naked hot flesh press against
my back...and a hand lifting my right leg in the air...and another fat cock
pressing against my still cumfilled pussy...and without the slightest bit
of effort...drove balls deep into me.  Oh my, this was going to be a long
night, I thought.  Damon pumped half a dozen times and stiffened...
shouting, "Take my cum slut...take it all...breeding you again and
again...MMMMmmmmm....so fucking sweet this boypussy is."

He finished and pulled out...rolled over on his back.  It was only a few
more shoves to the back of my throat before Sam started to fill me with cum
from the other end.  My clit ached as Sam squeezed the last few ropey
strands of his cum into my hungry mouth.  When he pulled his cock out of my
mouth, he leaned down and kissed me and said, "Good night sweet bobbie".

I turned my attention to Damon...and as he lay on his back recovering from
his orgasm, my mouth went to his softening cock and I licked it clean as I
savoured the flavor of his cum.  He was telling me how much he enjoyed our
together time and how good I was in pleasuring him.  The whole time he was
talking, I was getting so sexually aroused from pride...my clit exploded on
it's own.  This was the absolute first time I ever had an orgasm without
any physical stimulation whatsoever.  I orgasmed from the verbal
stimulation Damon was giving me...Now that was something to be in awe from.

After cleaning Damon's cock he said, "Let's get cleaned up now."

He led me to the bathroom where he already had a bath drawn...and said, "OK
bobbie...I'm going to clean you now...get in."  I smiled at him and put my
arms around him and kissed him.  What a wonderful thoughtful thing he's
doing for me.

I climbed in and lay back...while he took a wash cloth and proceeded to
clean my entire body...taking extra care with my boypussy.  I felt like I
was a princess being tended to by her court.  What a marvelous, sensuous,
soothing feeling it was to be bathed by Damon.  He would lean in and kiss
me from time to time...saying things like, "Sweet bobbie...good
pussyboy...such a good fuck...etc."  He had me melting into euphoria.  He
finished after about half an hour and pulled me to my feet...taking a
fluffy towel, patted me dry like I was a piece of china.  An overwhelming
feeling of love took over and I just had to have this man in me again.

We went back to the bedroom and lay together.  Damon on his back, me on my
side with my head propped up by my hand...the other roaming all over his
nakedness...playing with his tits....and roaming down to his fat cock...and
ball sack.

He put his arm around me and pulled me on top of him as his lips found mine
and locked me in a deep soulful kiss.  As his hands roamed over my back,
pulling me closer to him...my legs straddling his torso...he began to
massage my asscheeks...and I began to moan into his mouth.  I could feel
his cock growing as it rose between my asscheeks and was burning into my
crack. I began to move in an up and down motion feeling the sexual
sensation his cock gave me as it moved between my cheeks.

He broke our kiss to say, "Climb on bobbie...we're both ready for this."
And as I climbed onto his cock, our lips pressed against each other again.
I slowly sank down on him and we moaned into each others mouth.  The
totally full feeling I had now...as his tongue began a throat fucking
session of it's own...I shuddered and climaxed again...

Damon kept me like this...pumping my pussy for all it was worth...I
climaxed two more times...unbelievably from his cock working in and out of
me...as he pinched and tweaked my nipples...and fucked my throat with his
tongue.

Then it was his turn to cum...and I wasn't disappointed...as he filled me
again...with his seed.  Once he finished, he said, "Hold still...don't
move."  I stayed on him with his cock still deep inside my pussy...until
suddenly, I felt him cum again...this time he wasn't moving either.  This
time it felt different...It wasn't more cum he was pumping into me but his
piss...he was filling my boypussy with his piss.  He was rocking my
world...I could feel my belly begin to fill...and extend a little.  I was
in shock...I didn't think this was possible and the feeling of his hot piss
filling me took me completely by surprise and I again fireworks went off
and I again orgasmed...squeezing his cock with my sphincter...and thus,
shutting off his flow.  When I came down...still plugged by his fat
cock...he smiled at me and simply said, "I've wanted to do this since I
first pissed in your mouth...and now I've marked both your holes with my
black seed and my nigger piss."

I hugged him and shut him up with kisses.  I said to him, "Damon, you are
amazing...you never cease to surprise me...you rock my world.  I don't know
how I'm ever going to be able to function as a man in the world...or as a
husband to my wife after being with you.  You've brought out a feminine
side of me that I didn't know existed.  I'm thinking crazy shit like
divorcing my wife...moving in with you...becoming YOUR wife...taking care
of all your needs...both sexually and emotionally. What have you done to
me?"

Damon looked me in the eye saying, "I've turned you into a slut.  You're a
slut for the black man now...I've marked you in every way imaginable...and
you're now mine.  However, you will not divorce your wife...you will not
become MY wife...as you are my SLUT.  I don't need a wife...I need a
slut...and YOU'RE it.  You will function as a man in the world...and I will
continue to rock your world while using you for my sexual needs.  You will
be at my disposal...DO YOU UNDERSTAND ME SLUT???"

"Yes Damon...of course I understand." There was never a question as to my
place in this relationship.  I knew his needs and knew what had to be done
to satisfy them.

He then said, "Now, very carefully, get off me and empty yourself of my
piss. Here's a towel to catch any that may leak out as you go to the
bathroom."

I eased myself off him...pushed the towel against my pussy...and gingerly
made my way to the bathroom...the toilet...and flushed his bellyfull of
piss.  I added my own piss to his in the toilet bowl and thought it was
nice to be sitting and pissing instead of standing.  It was so much more
'girlish'.  I was snapped back from this thought when I heard Damon
snoring.  I smiled to myself...wiped my pussy...and crawled back in bed
beside him...resting my head on his chest instead of my pillow...and
wrapping my leg around his...I fell asleep.

Damon woke me by shaking my shoulder and telling me, "I need to piss...get
your slut toilet mouth on my cock and do your duty."

Two days in a row...I've woken to my morning juice...directly from Damon's
juicer.  I eagerly gulped him down...and continued to tongue his
cock...keeping it in my mouth until he began to fill my throat with his
hardening flesh.  Three or four pumps was all he needed before he began
giving me his morning cum...What a way to wake up.  I milked the remains of
his cum from his cock...and looked up at his smiling face and merely said,
"Thank you."

He replied, "Ok bobbie...time for breakfast."

I got out of bed with a new found spring in my step...went downstairs to
the kitchen and mixed some pancake batter while cooking up some breakfast
sausage.  Must be Freudian as all I seemed to have on my mind was black
sausage.  LOL

As we ate breakfast...still naked...Damon said, "I'm going home now...I
want you to clean your house.  Make sure you remove any possible trace of
our fuckin around her the last couple of nights.  If your wife finds
out...or begins to suspect anything out of the ordinary, it won't be good
for either of us."

I nodded and said, "I understand.  Will we get together again before she
returns home?"

"Of course...she returns Wednesday, right?" he asked.

I said, "Yes...and today is only Sunday.  Why should I worry about cleaning
so soon?"

"I'm thinking of you bobbie...I want to give you enough time to make sure
every trace of our lovemaking has been cleaned up.  The remainder of time
your wife is away, I'll be using you at my house...or Sam's".

His words made sense...and I told him so.  So, for the rest of the day, I
was the housewife.  I put my wifes housecoat on and cleaned...vacuumed,
mopped, washed, and dusted everything in the house...no evidence of any
goings on remained...not even fingerprints...lol

After all that work...it was 5:00.  My cell rang.  It was my wife.

"Hi Bob...how are things going?  Did you enjoy your weekend without me?"

"Oh, Hi Kath...I'm doin ok...busy cleaning the house for your return.  Been
a bit lonely yesterday...but I'll survive...how are YOU doing?  Enjoying
LA?"

"It's fabulous here...went to Disney yesterday...and Hollywood this
morning.  We just got back...and I'm changing to go to the afternoon
cocktail party.  It's been a whirlwind couple of days.  I wish you were
here to share it with me."

"I know...I'm jealous.  Maybe we can take a vacation back there sometime."

"That would be great...have you heard from the kids?"

Holy shit...I thought.  I never gave the kids a thought.  They both live
away from home, but sometimes pop in unexpectedly on weekends.  I felt a
flush of heat travel through me as I thought how easily it would have been
to be caught by either of them while two black men using me for their
pleasure....right in my own home.

I told her, "No...didn't even think of them to be honest...guess they're
ok."

"Ok Bob...I'll check back when I can...I think Bill is at the door...love
you."

"Love you too Kathy. Have fun."

WOW....that was unbelievable...I thought.  Oh well...it didn't
happen...they didn't show up unexpectedly...so stop dwelling on it dummy.

I finished cleaning the house...made something for myself to eat...and sat
down at my computer.  A message from Damon was on the screen and I looked
to see how long ago it was that he sent it.  It was only 10 minutes ago and
it read..."Hi bobbie...feeling ok?  Have you finished your cleaning
chores?"

I started tapping the keyboard..."Yes, I have."

"Good...ready for more fun?"

I began feeling randy again and replied, "Yes...quite ready."

"Come to Sam's...he's in his hot tub and is waiting for you.  I won't be
able to make it there...but he wants to fuck you again."

I signed off...put a pair of sweats and a jacket on and headed over to
Sam's.

I parked and went down his driveway to his back yard...opened the gate
anounced it was me coming in and found him sitting in his hot tub...with
steam billowing up into the cool night air.  He grinned and said, "Hey
bobbie...so glad you could make it...cmon in...the water is just the right
temperature.  Strip those damn clothes of yours off and climb on.  OOps...I
mean in.  Ha Ha."

Stripping, I climbed in the tub.  As I began going down the stairs into the
hot bubbling water...Sam reached out with his two hands and took hold of me
by the hips...stopping me from going further.  He looked up at me and
brought his mouth to my clit.  He wrapped his big black lips around it and
took my balls in at the same time...his mouth felt so good.  I put my hands
on his head...running my fingers along and through his tight curled grey
hair and moaned while throwing my head back and looking up at the stars.
He moved his black hands around to take my ass in them and pulled me deeper
into his hot wet mouth. It was an indescribable feeling...having his wet
tongue working over my genetiles...like he was eating a pussy...getting her
ready for his manhood.  Now let me tell you...everything he was doing was
working it's magic on me.

I was swooning...and when he released my clit from his mouth...he spun me
around and pushed gently on my back with his hand making me to bend
slightly...and I felt his tongue going to work on my boypussy...softening
it up so I would have an easy time putting his love tool inside me.

"Sam", I moaned, "Please fuck me now...I am so hot and horny and ready for
your Black cock inside me...Please Sam.  Take me and use me here and now."

He let me go and guided me down and placed me in front of him...with my
back to him...and pulled me from my hips down to a sitting position...he
removed one of his hands as I was getting ready to a sit...so he could hold
his cock and aim it at my pussyhole.  I gingerly brought myself down and
into contact with his large mushroom head...and held there like he told me
yesterday. I waited until, amazingly once again, my pussy opened in
anticipation of receiving this monsterous prize to fill it with delight. It
was like it was eager to accept his gift...almost with a mind of it's
own...sucking it deep inside it's dark cavern...massaging it's girth with
it's muscles as it drew it deeper causing both Sam and myself to moan in
incredible pleasure.

"Oh bobbie...your pussy is so eager and hungry for my Black cock...and it
feels so good wrapped around me as you sink down on it.  You are such a hot
little girl...I'm so glad I met you."

And with that, he was balls deep inside me and he held me there without
moving.  I kept squeezing my sphincter open and shut...sending shivers
through his body as well as mine.  Leaning my head back and looking up I
saw stars...it was paradise...and I started the motion...picking myself up
and sitting back down until he grabbed my hips and took over the pace.  It
was a long slow fuck...he nibbled my neck and licked and sucked on my
ear...sending shivers through me the whole time...playing with my nipples
and calling me his cute girl... and telling me how sexy and hot I was.  The
compliments...and verbal stimulation along with his pinching fingers and
wet tongue certainly had their effect on me and I wailed out in a screaming
orgasm...clenching down on his cock as he pumped his own orgasm deep inside
me.

After we both came down...and caught our breath, he picked me up off his
cock...and an amazing thing happened...as his cock came out of my pussy...a
gush of hot water filled my cavity...and it sent me off into another
orgasm...

I never even thought that would happen...but as my pussy became void of the
fat cock that was filling it...it became a vacuum and sucked the water in
it...instead of air.  I giggled as Sam held me in his arms...and told him
what just happened.  He laughed and said, "You better get inside and empty
yourself in the toilet...don't want that in the hot tub...Ha Ha Ha!!"

We sat and talked for a while after I returned from the bathroom...about
everything and nothing...and as it was getting late...I said I need to get
home and get rested for a work week ahead.

I dressed, and went home to a very restfull sleep.

I spend Monday after work at Damon's house and more of the same ensued.  He
told me to bring a change of clothes and I could go to work directly from
his house Tuesday morning.  We made more passionate love that night...all
night actually.  I don't think I slept more than a couple of hours and that
was only from dosing on and off between our fuck sessions.

Tuesday night, I quitely recovered from a marathon of sex with Damon and
Sam.  I needed this time to regroup and recover so I wouldn't give Kathy
any reason to be suspicious.

Damon, Sam and I continued our group play for several months until they
both gradually drifted out of my life.  Not my doing, I can assure you.  It
was sad...but I have these memories to hold on to.

This all happened five years ago...and I've seen Damon only once since
then.  It was a casual meeting void of sex...we walked in the park one day
and talked.  He hooked up with a guy, white and single, and had him move in
with him...and he's been with him since.  I didn't pressure him to fuck
me...and I think he was thankful for that.  He also told me that Sam had
died a couple of months earlier from an aneurism.  I was shocked and
saddened by this news.

I wrote the fist part of this story shortly after hearing this news...it
started as a tribute to Sam...but I never finished, and never even got to
Sam in the first part. It wasn't until recently, when I received an email
from a reader telling me how much he enjoyed my story. I thought "why had I
never bothered to continue it". His email resulted in a flood of
memories...fond ones...and I had to complete my tribute to Sam.  Thank you
Papa Tom.

I'm living my life now as a faithful husband...and, although Kathy and I
don't have sex anymore due to some female problems she developed, I'm quite
happy and content with my life and my memories, and my new sex partner is
my right hand.

Sam...I hope somehow you know you hold a special place in my heart and how
fond I am of you and what a good feeling you gave me when I was with you.
Damon, although not your real name, you know who you are.  If you read
this, know that I totally enjoyed our time together and I want to take this
opportunity to thank you for all the kindness...and sexual madness you've
provided me with.  I'll always be your slut and your baby girl.

I hope all my faithful, and not so faithful readers enjoyed this chapter in
my life as I enjoyed recalling and documenting it.  It was like visiting a
time past.

Thank you all again for all your emails and your encouragement.  I hope to
be making an attempt at some erotic fiction in the future...so if you have
any thoughts or ideas...please don't hesitate to email me.

Thanks again,
bobbie.

mybuttsurs@hotmail.com