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 New Horizon part 5

   The cheap hotel set looked so authentic.  Instead of a cut out of a man
in the doorway He had Dwane and Tyrone dressed as black street thugs and
lounging in the room.  One stood in the doorway the other in a chair.  This
set went fairly fast.I was wearing my evening gown and an almost shear set
of panties and a matching lace bra.  I left on the nipple cages and fake
belly piercing.  I also carried a prop clutch purse.  And had on my Black
high heels and black stay up stockings as well as a fur coat.  At the door
the men both gave me money.  I took off my coat and then slipped my dress
over my head.  Anthony,the photographer, moved to the other side of the
window so he was looking in with his camera.  I went down in front of
Tyrone on my knees and I am sure it looked like I was giving him a blow job
then Dwane turned me to face the window and pushed my upper body down on
the bed.  Tyrone sat in the chair and watched.  Dwane was behind me.  He
pulled my hair back making me look straight at Anthony and his camera
through the window and him behind me with my hips up in the air.  The last
shot was me in my matching bra and panty and shoes and stockings in the fur
coat and under the Hotel sign beside a lamp post counting the money in my
purse.  I was never nude but the theme made me feel like a cheap whore. 
Having both men's hands on me again brought me to a new level of
excitement.

   I sipped the ever present glass of white wine and went to the dressing
room again.  Anthony asked if I was ready for the bar scene?  What he was
really asking is was I ready to strip in front of him and two strangers.  I
said yes I was ready.  He told me to slip into my satin thong and denim
skirt and wear the white tank top from my exercize set.  I looked at myself
in the mirror and put my hair in a pony tail.  I looked like a teenager at
spring break and was about to be in a Wet T shirt contest.

   The stage complete with pole was ready.  In the reflexion of the mirrors
you could see the cutouts of the guys sitting at the tables drinking beer
and hollering There was a child's toy pool on the stage and Dwane was there
with a microphone wearing a logo shirt from the bar.  He was obviously the
MC.  I went up on the stage and Anthony began taking pictures.  There was
music playing and it was so real I could imagine all those men sitting
there cheering as I was being anounced.  Dwane had me step in the pool and
kneel.  Tyrone came up with a pitcher of water.  He slowly pored it over my
shirt.  The sound track was so realistic the crowd was even cheering.  I
got up and Dwane and Tyrone left.  The pool had disappeared with them.  I
closed my eyes and threw myself into the fantasy.  First, off came the
skirt.  All that was lefty was white platform Hi heels and my satin thong
as well as the drenched T shirt.

   I worked the pole just like I remember seeing strippers do in the
movies. I slipped off my shirt and danced for the crowd.  My nipples were
still secure in there new golden cages.  Tyrone was holding a folded bill
at the edge of the stage and I went to him and took it with my teeth.  The
song ended and I realized Dwayne and Tyrone were cheering for real.  I was
a cheap stripper.  Anthony spent the whole time with his camera.  And asked
me to pick a few to send to my husband.  I slipped into a robe and picked a
few from the set.  The first was the introduction, the next was Tyrone
pouring water on my tits with Dwane on stage watching.  The last was me on
the pole with my almost nude ass to the camera and the T shirt barely
covering my breasts.

   Anthony told me he wanted me to pose for one more set.I had already done
all the sets we had agreed upon and he said not to worry there would be no
additional charges.  I asked him what set.  And he said the white satin bed
set again only this time Tyrone would pose with me on the bed.  I knew he
was expecting me to be touched even to simulate sex with Tyrone.  I said I
would think about it and went to the dressing room.

   My Cell phone rang as I stepped into the room.I answered and my
husband's first words were they all black!  I told him yes all the men that
were here were black men.  My husband told me how hot the last set was and
said he couldn't stand it any longer.  He wanted to meet me at home as soon
as I could get there.  I told him that the photographer wanted to take one
more set of pictures.  My husband asked doing what?  I replied another
bedrrom set but this time with a man on the bed with me.  My husband paused
for a minute and asked what I would wear.  I told him pearls and shoes
nothing else.  He gasped and said how about that cute thing on your tummy
and the ones on your nipples?  I told him I would leave them if he wanted
me to.  He asked me if I thought they wanted to have sex with me.  I said I
didn't know but I was sure they would touch me.  He was silent.  I asked
him If I should let them.  He hissed out yes.  I told him I would be home
in an hour and a half.  Will you let them have sex with you?  he asked.  I
told him I wasn't sure.  He told me he would see me at home and he loved me
very much.  It dawned on me he had just given me permission to fuck another
man, possible many men.  I was turned on and shocked at the same time.

   I took off all my remaining cloths, touched up my makeup, fluffed up my
hair and slipped into the white satin robe and white platform shoes.  I
went to the set and dropped the robe in front of all the men.  I felt so
sensual and vulnerable.  Anthony again had the big brass bed in the middle
of the studio and it was bathed in sensual lights.it was covered in the
white satin cover and throw pillows.  Tyrone was sitting on the bed.  He
had on a small pair of briefs.  His body was magnificant.  He had muscles
everywhere.  The darkness of his skin contrasted with the brilliant white
of the bed.  I climbed on in front of him.

   Anthony began us posing with a few tender closeups and carefully began
to pull back.  In the early shots he was careful not to allow any of my
intimate spots show but it would be obvious to all that I was nude.He again
had me kneel in the center of the bed.  My petite white body was framed by
the hulking black frame of Tyrone.I had a pillow right in front of my
crotch and he had Tyrone reach in front of me and cover my breasts. 
Tyrone's large black hands completely engulfed my tits.  As Anthony took
pictures I became aware of Tyrone massaging my turgid caged nipples.  It
was breathtaking.He had Tyrone slide his hands down to my hips and exposed
my breasts to the camera.  My mouth was dry and my breathing was becoming
ragged.  Tyrone slipped his hand carefully down over my pussy and Dwayne
reached in and removed the pillow.

   I laid my head back on his shoulder and his other hand went around my
throat.  My lungs sucked air in sharp quick breaths.  I could feel my
moisture soak through Tyrone's fingers.  He applied pressure directly to my
mound and I pulsed in pure pleasure.  I could vaguely here Anthony
directing.  At some point I remember Dwane joining us on the bed.  He was
completely nude.  He began to fondle me from the front.  Suddenly Tyrone
pushed me forward onto my hands and then down on my elbows.  I could feel
the pressure of his crotch pressing against my dripping pussy.

   I strained my neck to look directly at the lense of the camera.  Anthony
was telling me something.  I shook my head and asked him to repeat himself.
He asked me to reach back with one hand and shield Tyrone.  His manhood was
ruining the shot.  As I reached back I felt a large appendage hanging
between my legs.  My god it was almost as big as my wrist.  I pulled it up
against my belly to get it out of the picture but in doing so, I applied
even more pressure to my pussy.  I couldn't help the involuntary roll of my
hips.  That huge cock was sliding back and forth over my erect clit between
my pussy lips and hand.  Dwayne was fondling my hair and as I looked over I
realized his erect cock was inches from my face.  He gently rubbed it over
my nose and lips.  Anthony told me this is called a camel toe slide.  Are
you enjoying it?  I was having trouble concentrating.  I felt Tyrone slide
all the way back.  The huge helmut of his cock came to rest between my ass
cheeks.  I could still here the shutter click and the flashes go off.  I
also became aware of Tyrone and Dwane talking for the first time.  They
were calling me filthy degrading names and laughing between themselves.  I
couldn't take it any more.  I rolled my hips up and allowed the head of
Tyrone's cock to push through my pussy lips.  The look on my face was
captured on film.  He didn't have to fuck me I fucked myself on the rigid
pole behind me.  I held tight to the bed and pushed back to allow the
monster to split me.  Dwane had my hair and he moved my head around and
rolled it up.  His cock now rested on my lower lip.  He slowly allowed it
to slide in and out of my mouth as I rocked back and forth on Tyrone's
monster cock.

   Until just a few minutes I had never been touched by anyone but my
husband.  Now I was filled with black cock from both ends.  The feelng of
that monster cock sliding in and out of my sopping pussy was impossible to
describe.  The feeling of the other cock forcing itself ever further down
my throat brought me to heights of passion I had never felt before.  I
heard Tyrone yell and he picked up the pace.  His huge balls were swinging
through my wide spread legs and slapping my clit in every thrust.  Dwayne
took a firm grasp on my hair and neck and slid his cock all the way down my
throat.  I was helpless.  He had gone past my gag reflex and was burried in
my face.  Soon Dwayne was shooting cum down my throat and Tyrone was
pumping my pussy full.  I felt my self loosing conciousness.  And rolled
through a gut wrenching toe curling orgasm at the same time.  I collapsed
as the men pulled out and got off the bed.  I lay there recovering.  The
lights were lowered and Tyrone and Dwane were not in sight.  Anthony rolled
me on my back and slid me up till my head hung off the edge.  The tie for
my satin robe came into view and he quickly tied my hands up over my head
and down to the bed rail.  He dropped his pants and I saw the third black
cock of my life.  It was almost purple.  Anthony leaned over me and placed
his dick in my mouth.  I was trapped and worn out.  For a minute I thought
he would kill me.  His dick was shoved all the way in to the hilt and he
fucked my face with abandon.  Just as I was going to pass out again for
lack of air he pulled out and stroked off his cock and shot cum all over my
face.  His incessant camera was in his spare hand the whole time.

   Anthony helped me to a back room shower and as I got cleaned up he
packed my cloths for me.  When I came out he told me I could expect all the
proofs in a week and we could conclude our business on our next
appointment. I went wearily to my car and began the quick drive home to my
loving husband.  I hoped he would understand.  If he had to fuck me he
would have to hold me down and fuck my ass.  My mouth and my pussy were far
to sore.