“You’re eighteen, legally an adult, so it is time you saw how lesbians really play,” Big Rosie said, simultaneously putting her hand through my hair, the intimate act turning me on even more.
“When?” Rhianna asked.
“How about as soon as school is done? It can be your graduation present from me. A shopping excursion in the day, a nice supper and then a night cap at Le Chateau Club,” Rosie offered.
“You are the best aunt ever,” Rhianna giggled, bumping into my shoulder as she gave her aunt a hug.
“So true,” Big Rosie agreed. “Now get back to the service before your mother comes looking for you.”
Rhianna agreed, “Good call, I have been gone longer than planned.”
I felt a slap on my ass as Rhianna said, “You and I are going on a road trip my pet.”
The idea had my cunt gushing and my head spinning, the thought I could eat from this delicacy again making my decision a no brainer. “I can’t wait, Mistress.”
“I bet you can’t,” Rhianna replied, lifting up my skirt and sliding two fingers inside my wanton cunt. “Shit slut, you are soaked.”
I moaned into Rosie’s cunt as my orgasm began building instantly.
Unfortunately, she pulled out just as quickly and said, “White girls don’t come during worship.”
“Of course,” I agreed, disappointed.
“And don’t you dare wash your face after you finish servicing Aunt Rosie,” Rhianna ordered.
“Yes, Mistress,” I again agreed without hesitation, even though the consequence was potentially quite alarming.
“Get back to worshipping what you really idolize, white girl,” Big Rosie demanded, pulling my head deeper into her wetness.
“Yes, Mistress,” I replied, realizing I just called Big Rosie Mistress.
“Mistress, am I?” She questioned. “I like that. You understand your place don’t you?”
“Yes, Mistress,” I agreed without hesitation. I continued licking her cunt until I felt her hand on the back of my head and seconds later I was coated with a second gush of cum. If Rhianna’s cum was delicious, Big Rosie’s was the cum of the gods, which seemed appropriate since we were in church.
I lapped up all her pussy cum, never wanting the Champaign of pussy perfection to stop leaking out of her cunt. Sadly, all good things come to an end and Rosie pushed me away. “You are insatiable,” Big Rosie smiled down at me.
“For black pussy, I am,” I agreed, looking up at her, my face feeling sticky with her and Rhianna’s cum.
Rosie stood up and said, “You may want to wash your face, you look like you’ve just been well-fucked.”
“I wish,” I quipped, my pussy dying to get the attention it craved.
“I bet you do,” Rosie smirked, walking past me and out of the washroom.
Dazed slightly, realizing I was alone in a bathroom on my knees, I got up, stretched my legs, and went to the sink. My face had an undeniable glen from the abundance of cum that coated my face. I pulled my phone out and took a picture of my face for you before cleaning up to hide my secret submission to the congregation.
I was about to wash my face when I recalled Rhianna’s earlier order not to and instead just tried to wipe away the glean.
The whole time she told the story, I licked her slowly, my cock growing rock hard as I listened to her naughty submission.
Her story done, she put her hands in my hair and drew me deeper into her, the wordless gesture telling me it was time to get her off. I began flicking her clit, causing quick convulsions to her body.
“Faster, baby, I need to come so fucking bad,” she moaned, her desperation clear in her tone.
Copying her naughty move she had been doing to me, I licked faster and slid a finger into her ass.
“You fucker,” she moaned. “Finger my cunt too, baby. Finger-fuck both my slut holes you bastard.”
Hearing such derogatory words from her turned me on and I sucked her clit between my lips and began shaking my head back and forth, as I pumped a finger in and out of her cunt and another in her ass.
Her orgasm shook the bed as she screamed, “Oh God, oh, oh, fuuuuuuckity-fuck-fuck-fuck.”
Her legs wrapped around my head as her cunt trembled on my face, her cum flowed out and into my open mouth.
Eventually, she let go and just lay there weak and exhausted, her face aglow with the aftermath of euphoria.
I crawled out from between her legs and looked into her eyes. “We’re getting ourselves in pretty deep.”
“Speaking of deep, get that big cock of yours in me,” she smiled, ignoring the discussion of our obvious situation.
Quoting Big Rosie, whom I didn’t meet, although I did recall seeing a large black woman sitting with the Browns, “You are insatiable.”
“Only to black pussy and you,” she smirked back.
“Don’t you mean me and black pussy?” I asked.
“Don’t you quibble about semantics, just get your cock in me now,” she demanded.
“Which hole?” I asked.
“I’m feeling pretty dirty right now,” she smiled, rolling onto her side. “Fill my ass with your cock, baby.”
Rolling beside her, I cradled her into my arms, as I slid my cock into her extra tight back door.
“I love you, baby,” she moaned, as my cock filled her ass.
“I love you more,” I countered, as I began slowly fucking her ass.
“Semantics, Cocksucker,” she retorted, the intimate moment over as quickly as it started.
“Takes one, to know one,” I quipped back, as I cupped her breast for leverage as I shifted from slow strokes, to deep hard thrusts into her ass.
I fucked her ass hard for an eternity, just enjoying the closeness of our bodies together as both of us had thoughts of our black submission. Eventually, we both came a second time as I filled her ass with cum and she flooded a second time staining the sheets.
My cock still in her ass, but slowly shrinking, Ashley asked, “So are you going to give Troy your ass?”
“I don’t think I have a choice,” I replied.
“Do you want help preparing yourself for him?” She asked.
“How?” I asked.
“I have a few butt plugs in my toy chest,” she smiled, turning around, my cock slipping out of her ass.
“What else is in your toy chest?” I asked, as I looked into her eyes.
“That is for me to know and you to find out,” she smiled back, flicking my nose.
“What did you have in mind?” I asked, my ass clenching just at the thought of a butt plug.
“Do you trust me?” She asked.
“Of course,” I said.
“Wait here,” she smiled, getting off the bed and going to the closet.
A moment later she returned with five, yes five, black butt plugs of different sizes.
“Oh my,” I said, especially when I saw the biggest one.
“Lube,” she said out loud, returning to her closet. It was then I realized she was planning to start this now.
When she returned the second time, she ordered, “Stand up and bend over.”
“Last time I heard that was at the doctor,” I joked, trying to get myself comfortable.
“This is exactly the same, but it won’t be leaving you,” she smiled, as she generously lubed a rather small butt plug.
I bent over and closed my eyes not wanting to watch myself being sodomized by a toy.
I felt her cold sticky hands on my ass. Ashley said, “This may stung a bit at first, but you will get used to it fast.”
“If you say so,” I replied, not convinced she was right.
“Would I lie to you?” She said, her tone sing-song happy.
“I hope not,” I replied, as I felt her pull my ass cheeks apart.
“You have such a cute little rosebud,” she exclaimed.
The compliment seemed so bizarre, as did what I felt next…her tongue. “Let’s loosen that ass up baby,” she purred, as she began licking my ass.
The feeling was unlike anything I had experienced before. It made my cock grow rapidly.
After a couple of minutes of ass licking, she asked, “You ready, baby?”
“As ready as I will ever be,” I replied, feeling my ass tense up.
“Relax, baby,” she suggested, as I felt lube being poured on my ass. “I am going to finger you first. Get your ass nice and ready.”
“Kkkkk,” I whimpered, as her finger easily slipped inside my ass.
“Good boy,” she complimented, rubbing my back with her free hand even as she began slowly finger fucking me.
It didn’t hurt or burn and oddly as she fingered me, I wanted more. I didn’t want to admit it though, as shame cascaded through me for enjoying being finger-fucked. She noticed, though, as I started rocking back, causing her finger to penetrate me deeper. “Such an eager asshole,” she commented, causing my face to turn red.
My cock again stiff as a rock, she finally pulled her finger out and announced, “I think you are ready for butt plug one.”
I clenched my teeth, expecting a searing pain, but was surprised when she pushed it in and all I got was a small burn, although it was wider than her finger.
“You are to keep this in your ass until I replace it tomorrow for you with butt plug two,” Ashley commanded as she gave my ass a firm slap.
“Are you serious?” I asked.
“Training your ass will take time and walking around with one in your ass will speed up the process,” she explained, before adding, as she got off the bed, “We don’t have a lot of time before your Master plans to take your ass whether you are ready or not.”
Hearing her refer to Troy as my master sounded odd, even though it was appropriate after all we had been through.
Soon, I was dressed, and Ashley had me walking around like I was on a runway. A first it was awkward, but over time I got used to it and almost forgot it was in me. We spent the afternoon like normal people, instead of deviant sexual misfits; we went for a walk, talked about the upcoming holidays and so forth. By the time I returned to my car early in the evening, I was completely accustomed to the plug in my ass…until I sat down in my vehicle and a searing pain hit me as the butt plug hit new depths in my ass. I sat in my car for a minute until the pain began to subside. I chuckled to myself as I drove home, reflecting on my odd journey from a completely straight man. One who had never once considered gay sex, to the reality that I was driving home with a butt plug in my ass as I prepared myself to be sodomized by my eighteen year old student and player…surreal, true and addictive.
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