Date: Thu, 22 Jul 2010 13:00:36 -0400
From: Al Lynch <lynch.al@hotmail.com>
Subject: Fucking Fantasy List - Prelude

Fucking Fantasy List - The Catch Up (Prelude)
by Black Ass Slutty Ho (truphillyman@yahoo.com)

[TS]

The Catch up is pretty much like saying let me bring you up to speed.

At the time of my last entry, I was with a guy named T.  T and I have a
long history together, capped off with breakups, sex relationships and
finally with me being trained to be his bitch.  In all of my times of
having sex with men and playing the submissive side, being a bitch was the
final climax. It was the position that I was happy to be in, happy to
serve, and happy to be called.

T showed me the ropes over a 3 month peroid, but I did not fully understand
my true nature in his eyes until 6 months. I have heard that not all
bitches get treated the same as I did, but I had more freedoms. I was able
to wear any kind of panties and color whenever I chose.  I was able to wear
a bra, whenever I wanted, and the colors did not need to match. I was able
to clean the house, whenever and however I wanted, with clothes or without
clothes.  I could sleep in the bed with T in a bra and panties set, panties
only, bra only or with my birthday suit. When going out, I had the option
to wear panties.  But with all freedoms come restrictions or rules. There
could be no dirty dishes left in the sink or around the house after 3am. At
first I thought what a crazy ass rule, but after some early morning
spankings, I quickly got the hang of it. Whatever I choose to wear, after I
take my shower in the morning, I wear all day, unless we go out. Can I tell
you how unprepared I was when I wore some crotchless panties and his
buddies came past to smoke some weed? Or when his Dad came passed
unannounced and I answered the door in my birthday suit?  At first, I ran
back in the bedroom and hid, but that was my way around the rules.  Not
only did I get spanked (most times in front of company), but I had to
continue to serve in my role and without hesitation.  Still, got my ass
spanked again when the company left, and was made to be in my birthday suit
for a week as punishment until I understood my place as a bitch and I must
follow the rules.

I think my detriment of bitch-dom came when I was no longer living up to
T's needs.  T started bring hoes home and fucking them in the master
bedroom, while I slept in the guest room on the futon. They would come by
late at night, while I was in the bedroom.  T would fuck them as often and
as long as he could.  In the early morning, the hoe would leave, and I
would begin my chores for the day, which always meant taking care of his
morning wood - with a bitch honest blow job. Of course, I was about done to
suck on his dick after he done fucked another female the night before.
After two weeks of boning about 6 hoes, I asked why this new change.  Like
a bitch should know, you don't ask your man, why he chooses to fuck others?
Yes, you know I got my ass spanked royally, and T promised I would be no
longer protected. I was protected.  Yes, after the relationship was over (I
chose to leave about 3 weeks after my bitch demise); I understood why I was
protected.

T no longer protected me by hiding me in the guest room, when these hoes
came over.  what I thought was 6 hoes, were actually 3. Three girls who
knew each other.  Two of them knew about the other, and one just thought
that T served her pussy with his dick only. Yeah right. Each girl would
come over as I would be cleaning the kitchen with dishes for the night,
about 10pm. They would not see me, because the kitchen was in the back of
the house, and he would either go upstairs and lay pipe or freak em
downstairs in the living room. I am in my red panties with the white heats
one day, and he comes with one hoe, and asked for 2 Coronas, and then asked
the hoe, "You hungry?" Of course, the hoe is hungry, after some good bonin.
"Alia, here is my bitch. She is femme, so she takes care of my shit. Don't
these panties look cute on her big ass. Turn around, Alia let her see how
slutty you look in those panties I bought your ass."  I am pissed off, but
my place is his bitch, and I felt so humilated.  Yes, even more humilated
than having his Dad walking in on me with nothing on.  Why? I was getting
punked by my man in front of another girl who was taking my fucks away from
me.  "Cook up some hot wings and some fries, and serve us when its done.
When you put the wings in the oven, bring the whipped cream can out to the
living room."  T said, and walked out laughing with the hoe laughing and
saying I can't believe it, she is actually doing it.  Wings in the oven, I
grabbed the whipped cream can and head out to the living room.  The nerve
of this mothafucka I am thinking.  The two sitting on the couch - naked.  I
hand the bottle to T.  "No, take the cap off, and spray the whipped cream
on her nipples."  I remembered when he did that shit to me, now I am doing
it to this hoe.  I sprayed a little on each. "Alia, suck her right nipple,
while I suck her left nipple, and give me the can." I obeyed my man to the
hoe's amazement and sucked her right nipple. No this hoe did not start
enjoying it.  No this hoe did not grab my head and make me suck more of her
tit.  T smiled and licked the whip cream off her nipple.  "Damn T, that
shit was hot. I am getting horny, again." the hoe said. No this trick did
not. Obviously, if I was not T's bitch, I would have asked him, as I stood
back, what he was planning to do with the whipped cream can.  He applied
whipped cream to her lips, tits (not just nipples) and her pussy. He
laughed, smacked my ass, and said "Show her some appreciation, don't take
too long, I don't want our food to be burned." No this muthafucka did
not. Licking her lips - Yuck! what I thought was going to be totally
disgusting was getting both of us horny. Licking turned into kissing. She
was hot, I was horny. I kinda spent too much time on her lips cuz, the
cream was melting on her pussy.  I took a few quick licks, and then went to
turn the wings over.  This hoe followed me into the kitchen grabbed a
chair, and told me to finish eating her pussy, and suck her tits.  T
followed and was getting horny.  After 15 minutes, the wings were done, and
I was sucking her nipples, and clearning off the last of the whipped cream.
I did not say this to T, but after the shock of being bitched to his ho, I
was getting excited.  T moved us to the living room, with me in front. T
was slapping my ass, and then noticed the ho was not slapping my ass.
"Alia stop and hold on the the wall column, and poke that booty out."  T
got in a few slaps, and told the ho, "Slap her ass, she your bitch, too,
now."  The chick playful slapped my ass.  She was not too much into it. T
said, "Like this, don't play with her, make her respect your ass, slap that
ass, like I slap yours." He slapped my ass with might, and then stood in
back of her and laid a big one on her, worst than my slap, she screamed
loudly, and said, "That shit hurt!"  "I know it should hurt to slap your
bitch's ass."  the hoe turned to him, and said, "I am not your bitch."  t
slapped her ass again, and said, "Keep thinking that you are not."  This
hoe slapped my ass hard and fast.  T came up beside me, as this hoe was
laying about 6 slaps into my ass now, and slapped the shit out my of my
left B cup tit, and said, "Alia, that is disrespectful of you.  You say
Thank you when I slap your ass." I love when he slaps my tits, but I was
not going to say thank you to this bitch.  I should have followed the
direction, because T pulled out his spanking belt, and gave it to
her. "Alia, did not follow my instructions.  She is going to get spanked
for that.  I am going to spank her panty-clad ass, and then Nikki, you will
pull her panties down to her knees, and spank her ass real fucking good." I
was completely besided myself. T laid into my ass with 5 spankings with the
belt, which had tears flowing out my eyes.  Then the hoe pulled down my
panties, and commented that I do, too have a nice booty, and lit my brown
ass to a cherry red.  When she was done, I pulled my panties up, and was
ordered by the hoe to go to my room.  I did.  Later, T woke me up, face
fucked me for a few minutes, and brought me into the master bedroom to do
the unthinkable.  I had to eat his nut out of her pussy, while he fucked
me. After three weeks of waiting to get some Daddy dick, I did not really
care if I had to eat my Daddy's nut from my butch's pussy.

T's journey ended my love of being bitched, or so I thought.  I figured I
needed a change of venue, so I moved down to the Charlotte area, and now
enjoy the southern way of life.  I did not know about this new scene down
here, but because my interests are not just gay based, I used a personal
service to find my next Daddy. I found some one-night stands, but most were
unimpressed by my panty wearing, 54-inch hips, with my two big booty cheek
flesh. I must say, but they were all impressed with my tight hole.  My last
two johns said, I need to change my ad to "Junk in the trunk slut" I did
not take their suggestion, I did not like the slut connotation, but junk in
the trunk was a nice compliment.

After fucking about six dudes between the ages of 20-30, I thought I needed
an older dude, and maybe I can find a good Daddy.  Although, my slutty side
called some dudes "Daddy" while they were giving my ass, dick like it had
not had in a very long time.  I longed to find a true daddy. I changed
personal services and went to a national web service and my inbox was full
of men who wanted to bang my ass into sweet obilvion.  Not that I did not
want that to happen, but I needed more than what I was looking for.  You
know, I kept two of the long dicked brothers who treated my ass like a slut
and whom beat my ass like an African drum.  One of them was a caucasian
fellow. It was my first experience.  Like - No Way!  I must give it up to
my white brothers.  Some of you got some good dick.

About 3 months ago, I came across this ad with 50-year old that needed some
twink to take care of his dick. I was surprised he would dip that low.  I
sent him a message to see how many bites he was getting with his bait and
hook. He replied not too many, and did I have any suggestions.  We traded
emails back and forth for about a week.  It finally came out that he was a
52 black male who lived in SC, but not too far from Charlotte. He was
divorced, single, and like to fuck tricks.  His son would go out and find
these tricks bang them, and then maybe if the trick was game, then he would
bang them, too.  I asked about the twink scenario.  He said, his son
brought home a twink who wanted some black rod, and they double-dicked him
and sent him away.  They thought he would never return, but he did several
times, and even brought another and they dicked this other dude good,
too. When it came up to what I was looking for it was pretty plain-Jane. At
first, the older dude was honest and said, "I don't know if I can do the
Daddy thing, but I will give it a try."  I felt that was honerable, but
that was cheap for come over and fuck me, first.  I saw right passed it,
and said, I will see.  Well, time went passed and I did not send another
email. I got an email from the same email address, but it was entitled -
"What are you into?"  It was the dude's son trying to make a connect. I
said, this is weird, but played along. Son was quite direct than Dad.  He
scooped for physical characteristics, top/bottom, drug use, newbie,
experienced, and what did I need a Daddy for?  It took me a while to
respond, because I setup a threesome with my two long dicked brothers at a
cheap hotel, cuz I needed to be banged out and eat some nut. When the black
brother left the room after banging three nuts (2 in my stomach and one in
my booty), my white brother texted somebody, and within 15 minutes opened
up the door to an older dude.  WTF? I was cum-exhausted, but in walks this
burly dude.  This was his Dad.  No fuckin way. I was sitting there wiping
the nut off my chin and eating it, and scooping some nut off my right tit.
I was feeling so well fucked.

Long story short. The Dad and the son wore my ass out until 5am.  The Dad
took a shower about 4:30am, and I had to take a piss.  I grabbed my
panties, and went to the bathroom.  The Dad was getting out of the shower,
while I was pulling my panties down, to turn around and take a piss.  "You
wear panties, too.  Youse a good bitch."  Except for his bear gut, he was a
really good looking dude.  He was packing a thick ass dick, shit, I like
it.  I was staring at it while he was drying off.  I shared with him about
my bitch duties with T.  He was impressed. He said, "I can be your Daddy,
if you want me to. You are a good piece of ass. I was surprised my son was
banging a black bitch. My house need cleaning, too. Do you wash dishes,
vaccum, wash clothes, hang them out to dry, mop floors, clean bathrooms?
Do you cook, too?"  I said yes to all of his requests.  I already know you
know how to take care of dick.  He said, as he stuffed his morning wood in
my mouth.  "Do you need to live with us?"  I took his dick out my mouth and
said, "no, but depending how bad your house is now; I may need to spend at
least a week, and then after I get it clean, come by 2 or 3 times a week to
keep it clean.  I might need to spend the night, if you want me to cook for
the week or for several days out."  He needed to take a piss, and wanted to
use the tiolet.  I was holding his dick, so I got up, lifted the seat, and
pointed his dick to the bowl.  He was impressed that I would hold his dick,
while he took a leak.  After he was done, I shook some drops, but licked
some piss off his dick, and then lowered the commode seat, and sat down and
continued to suck his dick.  "this is going to be a win-win situation. Can
I interest you in something I always wanted to do?  I host poker night with
some of the fellas from my site, and I would love for you to serve us in a
maid outfit."  I took his dick out my mouth, licked my lips, and said,
"Anything for my Daddy, but one day, I would like to wear some thongs with
some oil on my booty, and serve. If you think that is too freaky, then I
can understand."  I stuffed his dick back into my mouth and took it down to
the root.  "Oh my gosh, you deep throat, too?  Shit, we can work that thong
shit in.  Just the thong and nuthin else.  yeah, you is a freak. Not for
the first time, but we can work that in.  Do you need me to buy the maid
outfit? I deep throated his dick again, while he stated he was close to
cummin.  I continued to jerk and kiss his dickhead, while I talked. "I can
view the outfits online, and once you decide what you like I will order
them.  I need you to pay for my panties and bras, if I can wear them. I
like different print panties.  Like these white panties with red hearts. I
had red panties with white hearts. different colors, styles, and I wear a
1x, if it is going to be snug or tight, but then depends on who makes it.
My old Dad used to get the cheap panties from Walmart or Target, but bought
the expensive panties from web sites, which I can show you.  Most panties
are cheap $3-5.  The prints may be the same price or a little higher, and
the expensive kind can set a brother back $10-15 a pair. It does not cost
much to make my booty look sexy. We both laughed and I realized I need to
get him to bust a nut so he can go to work.  I concentrate for about the
next 5 minutes, slurping, deep throating, sucking his head, before he
screamed and bust his nut in my mouth.  he squeezed my left tit, and told
me to stay with his son.  "He will bring you to our house, so you can start
cleaning.  You might have to endure some dick, though.  I am sure when his
dick gets hard, he is going to want to fuck your ass.  I will be home at
lunch to check on things."

That was 3 months ago, and I am still over @ Barry (the Dad) and Brian's
house every week, cleaning and keeping house.  Like I guessed I would spend
a night at least 2 days a week, and be treated to some good Daddy dick when
I enter the house.  One time I entered the house @ 10am, and a neighbor was
watching my big black ass enter the house.  When I changed into my cute
little pink bikini panties.  I was not expecting a knock at the door.  It
was the county police department.  The officer wanted me to make myself
decent.  I guess pink panties and topless is not decent.  I came back with
a nightshirt that read - "I like big dicks."  Ok, maybe that was not good
either, but I did not have too many decent clothes in Barry's house. The
officer said, "That did not do too much better."  I laughed and I said, "I
know. I hope I did not offend you."  Some would argue that I was flirting
with an officer.  I do not feel any different with a man in uniform. The
officer chuckled.  I saw a pillow not sitting right on the couch, and fixed
it.  I did not realize the officer was getting a good view of my big black
booty.  "Ma'am, the neighbor across the road said you did not look like you
belonged in the neighborhood. Do you have some ID?"  I told him it is in
the bedroom, I can get it, and bring it back.  He was cool with it.  I
handed him my license.  "No ma'am needed.  I guess it is better..  it is
different from "bitch", "slut", "freak", "trick" or (I remembered) "junk in
the trunk"" I laughed. He was tapping his gun, and I was still moving
things and picking things up like there was no problem.

"You live in xxx city, why are you 30 miles from home?" he asked.

I think direct and blunt works best here.  "By my nightshirt and panties, I
guess you could assume.  I come and see my Daddy and keep house. Clean,
cook and do whatever else is needed. Do I need to do this closer to home?"

He smiled, and then his partner walked in the door. Oh shit!  Two
muthafuckers.  I kept moving around the house, until his partner said.
"Can you sit down out here, ma'am?"  I turned around and came to the front
and sat down. His partner looked at the shirt and smiled, "I guess there is
no denying what you like."  "This shirt was not my choice.  My Daddy
thought it was good for me." and then gave a smirk back. The first officer
asked, "Who is the owner of the house?"  "I told him I have no idea.  My
Daddy and his son live here.  A picture of them two is in the black frame
on the mantle." Both of them went to see the picture and laughed and them
looked at me.

"Daddy? you adopted?" both of them laughed.

"I am using Daddy in a sexual connotation.  My Daddy takes care of me. He
buys me panties like the ones I have on (I pulled up my sleepshirt ro show
them) and some lingere like this sleepshirt.  In turn, I return whatever
sexual favors he needs, wants or demands.  Service his cute long-dicked
son, who knows how to my fuck my ass so damn good. Damn! I cook, clean and
keep house for them allowing me to be their bitch.  Am I breaking the law?'

Both of them looked at each other, and the big partner gripped his package.
Nice!  and nice package. I got up, walked passed him and blew a kiss, and
tapped my ass.

"Ma'am, I told you to sit down."  the first officer said.  The second
office, coughed, and mumbled, "Bitch sit the fuck down."  The first officer
nearly jumped out his skin.  I did what my officer daddy wanted.  I sat
down and said, "I see your authority works here, too."  Out the corner of
my eye, I saw Barry's truck pull in the driveway and next to the police
cars.  Barry ran into the house.

"Officers what is going on?  Alia, are you ok?" Barry said, catching his
breath.  "Alia?" Both the officers said.

"Yeah, this is Alia, she keeps house for me-" "She keeps more than that
judging by the shirt she is wearing that she claims you bought her and
those panties she is wearing." The last partner who came in said.

"Yeah, Alia is some kinda freaky. what happenned here?  Alia go back to
cleaning the house."

"A neighbor called to report a black person driving into the driveway and
entering the house. We came to investigate it. That is all."

"Ok, well thanks. have a good day, officers."

"Yeah, you too." The first officer left out the house.  The second officer
stayed in the house. "Off the record, does she have a brother / sister that
keeps house, too."  Barry was sort of surprised by his comments, but called
me in.

"Alia, this officer wants to know if you have another friend who keeps
house like you."  I looked at the second officer, and smiled and puckered
my lips.  He rubbed his package.  Barry did not miss a thing.  "Naw, I am
the one and only."

"Shame!", he whispered to Barry, "she must be a freak in bed.  She raves
about the fucking your son does to her ass."  Barry laughed and whispered
back.  "She is a good freak. I see the exchange you both had.  Stop by
later on, I may be able to let you tap that once or twice. I don't usually
share my freak out, but yaw had something going on, before I got here."

"Alia, take off that shirt and come give this lovely officer a hug for not
taking your big booty to jail." I stipped out of the shirt.  Came into the
front room.  Kissed Barry and said. "That shirt was so uncomfortable my
breasts can breathe now.  My nipples are hard." The officer's name was
Phil. He was 6'3". I reached around him and kissed him on the cheek.  He
reached behind my back grabbed my booty cheeks.  "Thanks for not taking me
to jail, Mr. Officer.  You saved my ass. As I can tell by your grip, you
like my big booty. If it is alright with my Daddy, I can save my booty for
you" I said, as he released me from the hug.  "Daddy will see.  Now get
your ass back to cleaning. my son and I don't keep good house, since we
have a maid, now." I went back to the kitchen to clean the kitchen and wash
dishes.

The officer left, and Barry came back to the kitchen. He rubbed his
hardening dick on my booty and squeezed both of my tits.  "I hope the cops
did not scare you.  You played it well.  I think a little too well with the
last officer.  He wants to fuck you."  Barry slapped my right tit. "You
should have put on a regular T-shirt. that night shirt is too freaky." He
slapped my left tit.  I leaned back against him and grinded my panty-clad
ass against his hard dick. "Do you have fantasies about fucking police
officers?" As he cupped both of my tits, and then let his hand drop and
slap them both at the same time.  I was getting hony as shit. I grinded my
ass faster and more calculated on where my booty moved over his dick. He
slapped both of my tits, again, but this time not at the same time. "Fuck
Daddy, you are making me so fucking horny. Shit, I need your dick up my ass
so fucking bad.  I will do anything to get it."  I was grinding he was
still slapping my tits. Fuck! I was going crazy.  In my horniness it
occurred he asked me a question.  "No, I do not have fantasies about
fucking the police. Daddy, please, I am begging you to fuck me. I don't
care where, but please you got to fuck me.  You are making me some kind of
horny. I need some dick, bad. If you don't wanna fuck me, then I can
understand but I need some dick.  Let me suck it, let me blow your dick. I
need your dick somewhere in my body. Let my wet tongue wrap around that
head, that thick pole, face fuck me, shit, let me eat your nut.  I am
fucking horny and your dick and my booty is making me sick on your dick.
Your tit slaps are freaking me out. Take the olive oil, and slap oil
between my booty cheeks, stick your dick out and fuck me dry.  Daddy, fuck
i need dick now. I will loosen up eventually."  Barry has never seen me
like this. I was freaking crazy horny, and even his first nut was not going
to contain my horniness.

"Barry, yes. I do have fantasies - too many to name, but if you wanna know
them, then I will write them down." I was over the top. Barry slapped some
olive oil on my ass, but my panties were still on. "Hold still!"  I did for
a second, and my panties dropped to the ground.  He had cut them off of
me. this time, he slapped the oil on my booty again.  The third oil slap
found his middle finger in my booty hole.  I quivered in anticipation. "Get
your slutty ass on the floor. Stay on the rug. Put your shoulders on the
floor and put your hands next to your side. You asked for it, and here you
go."

"OOOOOOOOOOOOOOUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUCCCCCCCCCCCHHHHHHHHH!!!! Shit, you got a
big thick ass dick, Daddy.  Fuck your bitch in heat.  Knock me up.  Damn, I
need this dick bad. " Too much friction and dryness only allowed for Daddy
to last 5 minutes.  He bust a nut in my hole, and pulled out.  I promptly
turned around to clean off the excess nut. "When I go back to work, I want
you to finish the list, before I come back home, make dinner, and try to
clean up the house.  you are not going home tongiht, and Brian is with his
buds in Florida. I am going to bang out your ass one more time, and go back
to work.  You make that list and we will work on it.  Make the list in
descending order, and we will accomplish every fantasy, if not now, then
soon.  Your booty is mine, and I intended to prove it your mind too.  He
stuffed his dick into my mouth, and said, "You hear me.  I don't hear
you. you hear me? You can't speak cuz I got you stuffed with dick." I had
his dick stuffed in my mouth down passed my throat for two minutes.  I felt
light headed, just then this nigga peed down my throat. I finished drinking
all his urine, and then he pulled me off his dick, and I nearly passed out.
He slapped my tits, and woke me, and told me to go to the living room to
receive my second good dicking.

What is fantasy number one?  Oops, what is my last fantasy, but the first
one I want to do....

If you like the prelude, you will love the series as I countdown to my #1
fantasy - excuse me - fucking fantasy. - Alia (truphillyman@yahoo.com)