I looked at the photos and said they looked all right.  Actually I was excited about experiencing a black man. It had been a fantasy for a long time.  The movies had fueled the fantasy.  Danny contacted them and arranged a meeting. Again we went to neutral ground.

They introduced themselves as Missy and Gordon Scott. He said he was an accountant and she was a nurse.  So far so good, right? After drinks we went up to our room and begun to party.

Of course everything they told us was a lie. Missy was a prostitute and Gordon was a pimp. But that night things couldn't have gone any better. Gordon made love to me for well over half an hour before he climaxed. That didn't mean stop as all men before him had. He kept going.  No, I misspoke. There was no love involved. It was animalist sex but boy, was it good. I had bigger orgasms that ever before.

A couple days later while Danny was on the day shift I was paid a visit. It was Gordon Scott. He just showed up at my door. I asked him what he was doing there.

"I came to get some more pussy, sweet tits," he said and came right on in.  I was flustered and didn't know how to handle the situation. Yes, I was a little excited. I had thought about sex with Gordon many times since that night.

I'm almost sure that I would have made him leave but he took his penis out and put my hand on it. The feel of his hot black dick undid any resolve I might have had.  Gordon Scott took me to a guest room and stripped me naked and ravished me. He took me over and over and I was soaring high from the great sex.

Gordon was there with me and in me for about two hours before he dressed and left.  He said he would see me again soon.  I didn't tell Danny what had happened. I should have because I wouldn't have gotten in such bad trouble.

Gordon called the next day and told me to come to him. I knew it was a mistake but I went anyway.  I wanted more of that beautiful black cock. I had to have it.  I went to the address he gave me and he and another man were waiting for me. The other man was called Flay.

I was fucked over and over by both men. When I finally left that house I was so weak I could hardly walk. I told myself never again. That was wrong. A few days later Danny got a package in the mail. It was a DVD and it was of me being fucked by the two black men. There was a note that said secrets could stay secrets but there were conditions. One, I would become a whore and Danny had things he had to do to keep the sheriff from knowing about me.