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                                Chapter 5

"Dear Sue,
      Things are a lot more mellow here that what you're reading in the
papers. (We're calling it Operation Desert Wait.) Don't worry about it. In
the unlikely event that there is any action, it won't take long and I won't
be all that involved. Being in a reserve unit has its advantages.
      I'm glad you liked the pictures of Libby. She's definitely going to
come for a visit when the shit is over with. She's never had another woman,
but she's really interested in you. The pictures were taken by an Arab
teenager we hired. They come cheap. He was in seventh heaven when I let him
fuck Libby and she had a blast watching the two of us sixty nine. She'd never
seen two guys do it before and she masturbated up a storm while watching me
suck his cock (she really adores that). 
      Libby also drooled over the pictures you sent of Dave. Like you she has
a real appreciation for black cock. I'm impressed by Dave myself, I'll bet
you adore the curve he's got in that pecker. 
      I got my three days R & R on the cruise ship. Got into a three way with
a couple of guys in a supply detachment and a blow job on the bridge from
(yes, really) the cruise director. She was really sweet. 
      Don't get your pussy stretched out of shape while I'm gone. If you're
too loose from fucking when I get home, I'll nail you in the ass to work up
the friction. But send pictures of whatever you do. 
                                    I love you Baby
                                                Si"
      Simon is so sweet. And so are the pictures of Libby. But I wonder if
Simon will bring home the other two guys.
      It may sound like I'm totally size crazy when it comes to cocks and
that's pretty much true. Black men have always been able to satisfy me. Simon
is one of the few white men who ever has. The average black man has about
eight or nine inches of cock. Simon once explained that to me as having
something to do with acids in tropical vaginas and natural selection. But it
just boils down to niggers have big dicks. But Simon is no slouch. Like most
men he gets bigger once he's inside, but unlike the others, the increase is
exceptional. Measured outright he's about seven inches long but when he gets
in he fills me up just like a dildo I have that's over eight and a half
inches long and almost three inches in diameter. That's a pretty big dick if
you ask me and I ought to know; by my recollection, I've had several hundred
of them.
      Despite his size, Simon's cock is very comfortable. He can reach places
that other guys can't without wearing me out. And he can last forever. The
main attraction to fucking black men is that they're so cool when they're
getting white pussy. Forbidden fruit. Simon likes to watch me fuck them and
he eats me out whenever I've got a stud that'll go for it. Most of them do
because they really think they're something to fuck me in front of my husband
in the first place and having him eat me while I cum on their cocks really
turns them on. Really special ones will get a blow job from Simon and they
love that.
      I've made it a point to be good in bed. It's not always necessary to be
good when turning tricks, but I always wanted to be. I became a call girl
because I like watching men cum. When I can make Simon cum, he looks so sexy.
I don't have to work for it though. He understands how much effort I put into
work and he'll let me relax and be passive with him. One of his biggest kicks
is to tie me up, go find a strange man, bring him back to fuck me while I
have to take it. We've made lot's of friends that way, and I even turned the
tables on him once. I tied him up and went and found a strange woman for him.
I embellished on it though, because I first went and found another man and
had him fuck me while Simon was all trussed up. 
      Simon isn't bisexual in the classic sense.  He is almost never turned
on by men per se.  He sucks a man's cock, though, and is fun to watch. 
Somehow, that doesn't affect his masculinity in any way.  I think he mainly
does it because it turns me on so much.
      After our trip to Boston, when I fell in love with him, we started
working together on a regular basis.  Sam had that in mind in the first
place; I think he saw how much alike we were and knew that we'd make an
expert team.  Sure enough, we did.  My rates at the time for an all-nighter
was three hundred - Simon and I started pulling in thousand-dollar tricks
when we worked together.
      Johns all want to get the same thing:  to feel good about themselves. 
 Simon and I managed that together in a multifold way.  One:  the john makes
a whore cum (I can cum on the basis of suggestion, and Simon and I worked out
the ways to make that happen every time.  The johns knew that I came because
my color changes and stuff made it impossible for them to think I faked it.),
two:  make a girl cum in front of her boyfriend/husband (that makes them feel
like real stud), and three:  throw in some of the experimental homosexual
stuff that they're all interested in.
      Simon and I had talked it over with Sam, and he agreed to set us up
with the clients.  Our first one was a little rough around the edges, so we
used Simon's apartment.  The john was identified to me at a bar and, with the
exchange of a work, he knew that I was the girl he was supposed to pick up. 
I took him to the apartment and played a little nervous about my boyfriend
showing up unexpectedly.  The john went into seductive stuff, very well done,
I might add, and within a few minutes I was getting out of my clothes as he
was his.  For this one, I wanted to stay on the couch, using the premise that
if my boyfriend showed up, I could shove him out the front door and run into
the bedroom.  The john followed that, assuming that anybody would come in the
kitchen as we had.  Only Simon knew to come in the front.
      I got arranged on the couch facing the door up on my knees so he could
fuck me from behind.  He was very smooth, nicely hung, and knew what he was
doing.  i was having a good time.  By that time, Simon would've been on the
porch looking through a gap in the curtain to judge the timing of his
entrance.  I gave him our pre-arranged signal by lifting myself up and
playing with my tits.  And WHAMO, the door slams open and Simon dashes into
the room.  I had gotten caught up in the fantasy myself, and was on the verge
of cumming, just seeing him made me let go and I felt the john cum inside me
at the same time.  That was enough for that setup.  Just getting caught was
enough for him.  After that we refined things quite a bit.  Some guts want to
go with fighting, me getting beat up, him getting beat up, homo stuff, and
all kinds of variations on the theme.  The only common thing was having me
cum.
      Fucking for money is hard work, and a girl can't always relax enough to
have an orgasm.  So Simon trained me.  It's a lot like hypnosis.  Using
visual and verbal cues, Simon can make me cum under almost any circumstances. 
If I'm in the middle of fucking and feeling good, then it doesn't take much,
but he can also take me into an orgasm from a cold start.  We practiced the
getting caught scene over and over.  When he says the right things to me, I
can cum while just giving another guy a blow job.  Naturally, that is a
valuable tool, and I get premiums for doing it.  Unfortunately, that has also
made me dependent on Simon to cum.  Without his permission, I can't do it.
      While he's gone, for instance, I can fuck anybody I want, but can only
cum under certain conditions.  Some sort of territorial prerogative he needs
makes it so that he forbade me to cum while in the shower, on the kitchen
table, and some of the special places we've been.  Oh, I can fuck there if I
want, but I won't be able to cum.  The only time that has turned around on me
was a time when Simon was out of town and we had just spoken on the phone
right before a trick showed up.  simon was going to be home that night so he
teased me really bad and told me I could only cum with the trick if he had
dark hair.  Imagine my disappointment when the john came in and was a blonde. 
Shit!  So I went to work and he started fucking me standing up.  I was
enjoying it, but no matter what I did, I couldn't get blonde hair out of my
mind.  Then I looked down to see if maybe watching his cock move would turn
me on enough, and found that his pubic hair was black!  Holy shit!  The
bastard bleached his hair!  I lost all muscle control and didn't do a thing
for him.  He left disgusted and refused to pay, and Sam had to hive him
another girl.
      Just reading Simon's letters is enough to make me cum.  Especially
since he deliberately put that idea into my head.  He can even control my
response to women.  That's something I found really incredible.  The first
time we had a three way with a girl, Simon directed things totally, and at a
crucial moment told me not to cum.  Sure enough, I couldn't.  Then he told me
to go ahead, and wham - it was the best orgasm I had ever had with a girl.
      During the first year or so we worked together, we also had
relationships with other people.  It was only after he established his
control over me that I gave up all semblance of independence and moved in
with him.  I took a break from hooking after that.  We concentrated on each
other, and the money he was making made it very easy for me to take a long
vacation.  But after about ten months, I needed to get back in action, so we
decided to start things off slowly since we didn't know for sure if our
relationship had changed our attitudes.  During that time, I had taken a job
as a secretary, and we thought that it'd be better to test things out with
some three somes and side affairs rather than jumping right back into turning
tricks.
      My fantasies were really heavy during that time too. Whenever Simon
went down o me I'd fantasize that I was able to sneak in another man without
Simon knowing. While Simon ate my pussy I'd suck this man's cock. Simon has
always enjoyed hearing my stories and I started to either make some up or to
relate to him some things he didn't know about. It always made me happy he'd
get such a hard pecker when I did that and the freedom to talk led me back
into the freedom to act. What started as a fantasy got turned into a reality
about a year later and it was probably the sexiest thing Simon and I had with
another person. 
      Simon's successes with porno had gotten us some good money and he had
established a lot of contacts. One of those is a darling porno starlet who
started out life as a man and became a sex sensation during his
transformation and final conversion to female equipment. Even then,
transexuals were rare, as wer publications and movies about them. It was a
difinite kink and lots of producers and photographers shied away from them.
So this guy was on the fringes as Simon was getting his start. The hormone
therapy tends to make transexuals lose the capability for hard ons,
ejaculations, while enlarging breasts, and causing loss of body hair. But
Georgette was taking a different tack. He decided to not undergo the full
treatment until sure that life as a woman was best. He wasn't homosexual per
se, but was concerned that maybe his feelings were psychological rather than
physiological. So he had cosmetic surgery to build up some really impressive
tits and hips, and shaved away the extra hair. So basically he was a
transvestite while trying to get his shit together. He was no gross parody
either. Diet and excersize along with the surgery gave him a tight 39-25-38
figure on a 5 foot 8 inch frame. Stunning. Especially along with his average
sized but always super hard penis. 
      Simon went to bed with him, had a blast, and the two of them came up
with a plan to give me a hell of a nice time.
      I caught them in bed (not an unusual thing, we're always walking in on
each other either fucking or sucking). From my point of view, it just looked
like Simon had himself in her lap with his legs around her waist while she
was blowing him. Seeing that cute chick eating his peter turned me on and I
was stripped down and in bed in a minute. The girl had nice, firm, big tits
and she let me share Simon's cock while I tweaked her nipples. I started
exploring (I wanted to get some pussy) and my fingertips ran into something
hard. Stupidly, I assumed she had a dildo in her but it felt like it was in
Simon's ass too. And it felt so lifelike, nothing like any of the
doubleheaded one I owned. Then I found balls underneath. Why would you put
balls on a two ender? Then I sat bolt upright, looked at Simon, looked at
her, and looked between their legs. Holy Shit! I dragged Simon off by his
cock and Georgette's penis slipped out of his asshole and stood straight up.
I pushed him back and got my mouth around that dick and started sucking it
for all I was worth. Simon fucked me from behind in the cunt and ass while I
blew that heavenly girl, and then, Georgette fucked me. I can't describe how
cool it is to have a good, hard cock in your pussy that's attached to the
tits hanging in your face. That got me out of the doldrums real quick. It's
too bad that Georgette wound up going all the way; she's still fun in bed,
but she was better with a pecker.

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