Dear Master (8 page)

Oh shit, it felt so good and I knew then that I needed their two cocks inside me at some point, just like that.

As if able to read my thoughts, James pulled my head away from his cock and Adam too pulled himself from my throbbing wet pussy, freeing his own thick pink cock from his pants. I noted with delight that it was just as large and full-looking as James’s. They were twins in every respect.

Before their hands fell upon me again, I pulled off my vest and stepped out of my skirt and panties, feeling the deliciously cool chill of the air-con on my trembling naked body. This time, I turned my attention to Adam’s cock, wanting it in my mouth. As I began to eagerly suck on it, James focussed on my pussy but after only a few strokes of his fingers I felt something else touching against my hot, tight hole. It was his wet, throbbing cock head.

I gasped as he slipped himself inside me, stretching me wide open, the shivers of pleasure now rocketing around my body, my mouth crammed full with Adam’s salty cock. I sucked him eagerly and noisily, groaning and whimpering, my own animal passions taking over as James began to fuck me from behind, first slowly and sensuously but then building in intensity until he was just slamming it hard into me, my buttocks slapping back against him, each new stroke of his cock causing a muffled whimper from my stuffed wet mouth. I masturbated Adam into my mouth too, one hand pumping his thick hot shaft and the other massaging his tight hairless balls.

He groaned, his toned taught abs glistening with sweat as he thrust his cock further and deeper into my mouth, causing me to gag a little as his swollen cock head touched right against my tonsils, and I felt my eyes begin to water as he began to fuck my mouth just as hard and urgently as James was fucking my cunt, and I imagined just what I must look like; there on my hands and knees in this strange apartment, completely naked, my back arched, my ass thrust into the air, as these two horny twins ravaged my pussy and mouth at the same time.

Finally they were fucking me like the dirty slut I was.

As Adam worked my mouth and James worked my cunt, I felt the first waves of orgasm begin to flash around my body. I groaned, feeling my hips bucking, grinding my ass backwards and clamping my lips tight around Adam’s thick rock-hard cock, just as my orgasm hit. I whimpered, my head exploding in electric pleasure. Never had I felt so
used,
so utterly filthy and horny and slutty as I did just then, Master, and I came harder than I’d ever come before, my pussy clenching and spasming around James’s cock.

Once I’d finished cumming, I felt James slip out of me. I pulled my head away from Adam’s cock, which was slicked and glistening with my saliva.

“Ride him,” James said sternly, nodding down at Adam’s shiny, twitching cock, protruding straight upwards from between his thick muscular thighs.

I liked the way he spoke to me, Master, ordering me like that and I did exactly as I was told, straddling Adam and lowering myself slowly onto him, feeling his cock stretching my tight pussy, and I moaned as he filled me right up. Behind me, I felt James step forward and he spat onto his fingers, then worked the wetness roughly into my tender little asshole, while I ground myself hard against Adam’s thick cock pole. Then James crouched behind me and touched the tip of his cock against my ass and I realized what was happening. I thrust myself back as much as I could, offering up my yearning asshole and he slid the tip of his cock slowly inside me, causing a mixture of pleasure and pain to flash through me.

I gasped and moaned as he began to feed more of himself slowly inside me, stretching my butt wide open, his cock feeling impossibly long and thick and hot as he gently slid it slowly all the way into my ass, Adam’s twitching cock still buried to the hilt in my pussy. Then, once both were inside me, they began to fuck me, hard and rhythmically, each of their deliciously long thick cocks sliding in and out of my pussy and ass in a beautiful one-two motion, while their hands explored my body, their fingers finding my nipples, my neck, my buttocks, my mouth. I writhed between them, each thrust of their cocks sending out a new shiver of pleasure as they fucked my pussy and ass simultaneously.

I could feel myself beginning to come again, and this time I told them, squealing and crying out. I gasped out my pleasure, moaning and shivering as I came hard on both their cocks at the same time, my pussy and ass both clenching around them, my hips thrusting, and then in turn both boys stiffened and groaned, their own orgasms clearly not far away either.

And then something amazing happened, Master:
both
of them tensed up and grunted in exactly the same way.

“Oh shit!” cried James.

“Oh fuck!” cried Adam.

And then I felt
both
their cocks swell and spurt at the very same instant, Adam’s sending hot thick jets of come deep into my pussy while James’s spurted its seed into my tight, quivering ass, pulsing jet after jet of white hot come.

Once we were finished, I got dressed quickly. I wanted to come straight back and report to you what happened, Master.

James asked if I wanted to stick around, maybe smoke a joint or drink a beer but I smiled shyly and quickly left their apartment.

I walked back to the bus stop on shaky legs and soon I felt the cum dribbling out of my tender holes and down the inside of my thighs.

My ass still hurts a little, Master, and I can still taste both their cocks in my mouth. I don’t want to wash the salty, musty taste away. I like it too much.

Am I enough of a filthy little slut for you now?

Yours,

Slut

Yes, to my delight you really are turning into the filthy little slut I hoped you would be. I enjoyed hearing just how much you enjoyed getting your holes filled by those horny young studs. You make me so hard for you, Slut. I want nothing more than to fuck you. It won’t be long now. It’s almost time.

But first, there’s a few items left on my list for you to tick off.

I’ve noticed something in a few of your emails, Slut. You’ve mentioned black guys. Do you remember? You chose to watch a video of a girl being gang-banged by black guys and you’ve mentioned them a few other times, too. I feel like you still think of black men as a taboo, slut. Did you grow up in a predominantly white area, perhaps? Tell me slut, sometimes, when you fantasize, do you think about black cock? Be honest.

Well, this week, I want you to turn that fantasy into reality.

I want you to go to the dirtiest, most dangerous black neighborhood you can find, slut, in your skimpiest sluttiest clothes, and I want you to walk around it like a whore, until a group of black men approaches you. And then I want you to tell them to fuck you, however they want.

Think you can do that, Slut?

Or are you too scared?

Master

You are right about me: I grew up in a very conservative, completely white environment. I’ve never really had any black friends for some reason, even when I went to art school, and I’ve certainly never fucked a black guy. And yes, if I am completely honest, sometimes, when I fantasize, that’s what I think about: I imagine just what it might be like to suck on and be fucked by big hard black cocks. You know me so well, Master. I’ve never told anyone that before. I’ve never really admitted it even to myself before now.

I felt so scared, Master, as I prepared myself for my latest assignment.

I washed myself thoroughly and shaved my pussy completely, and then dressed in the sluttiest outfit I could put together. I wore a tiny vest top with no bra, and a pink thong and a skin tight pair of blue jeans, and I made sure that the straps of my thong were showing over the top of my jeans too.

I did my hair in two little ponytails and I wore my biggest heels.

I looked like a complete whore as I set out, Master, and I was glad that my suite mate Kaitlyn was away for the weekend or she would have asked me just where in the fuck I thought I was going dressed like that.

I flagged a cab, and when I told the driver where I wanted him to take me, he stuttered and turned in his seat.

“You sure?” he asked me, his face concerned. “You got friends or something there, sweetie?”

“Something like that,” I said coldly.

He shrugged and then drove me there, and I tried to keep my fear bottled down inside myself, showing no signs of it save from the slightest tremble of my hand as I paid him the twenty.

I heard whoops and whistles as soon as I got out of the cab, and their were all kinds of faces watching me from the dirty project buildings as I walked around the neighborhood in my heels.

I wondered if I might get raped or killed even, and I felt my heart pounding as I slowly began to regret this latest assignment.

“Yo,” a voice called to me from a corner.

I turned.

There were three boys, all in their late teens, staring at me.

They were all black, all built, dressed in crisp new sportswear, their black skin shining with sweat.

“Yo bitch,” the tallest boy said. “You lost?”

I walked right up to him, holding his gaze, trying not to betray any sense of fear.

“I want you boys to fuck me,” I said.

The three boys burst out in nervous laughter and slapped their thighs with their hands, but quickly realized I wasn’t joking.

“Bitch isn’t right in the head,” one of them muttered.

But the main boy, the leader, nodded solemnly.

“I’m Danny,” he said. “Come with me.”

He opened the door to the house behind him and nodded for me to enter. I followed him inside and he led me down a long dark corridor, then pushed open the door to a small dirty room at the end of the corridor that smelled strongly of weed. It was dark in the room as the windows were all boarded up. There was a little table in the middle, a few open cans of beer on it, and an ashtray full to the brim with stubbed out joint butts. I looked around but saw no chairs, just a couple of old crates. I felt the other two boys come into the room behind me. They took their places, watching on as they leant against the wall, their hands slipping down the front of their sweatpants while Danny stepped towards me, taking control of the situation.

“Take off your pants and then get down on your knees, Slut,” he said.

And as he spoke, he tugged down the front of his sweatpants to reveal the silky red material of his boxer shorts beneath.

I did as I was told, quickly stepping out of my jeans and then falling to my knees, watching as he stepped towards me.

I reached up with shaking hands and tugged gently on the waistband of his pants, pulling them down with a tantalizing slowness, revealing first the tight black fuzz of his pubic hair and then the start of his long, thick black cock. It was a smooth dark rod, which just kept appearing as I slid down his shorts … Finally they fell down past his thighs and his full hard dick sprang out proudly, the swollen head glistening and a lighters brown than the rest.

Oh Master, I must admit that I wanted it in my mouth so badly that I immediately began licking my lips and gripping the hot, hard cock in one hand, guiding it towards my face. I touched my tongue to it very gently, licking it up and down the shaft, as Danny shuddered with pleasure, and then I took him fully into my mouth, tasting his salty, manly taste, feeling that spongy velvet of his cockhead swelling against my tongue as I worked his shaft first with one hand then both.

    Beneath his dick, his balls were large and tight and round like eggs, and I began toying with them too as I sucked on his cock, fitting as much of it into my mouth as I could, groaning, my nipples so stiff now beneath the fabric of my top, and my pussy tingling and throbbing.