Suzie Quest Continues

Wow! I am still worn out, What a night!, thanks to the Knight, I had a my second black gangbang last Friday night and although my exertions left me very weak and worn out it was such an emotional, physical, mental experience that I still have a huge smile on my face.

My first experience in Dallas was wonderful. Especially since it was the first, so very new to me. I'm now starting to share my husband's desire that this becomes a regular part of our lives. There wasn't as much of a build up to this party as in the first one. My job here in Atlanta has a lot to offer me in the way of opportunities. And I had been very busy in the days leading up to the weekend and was able to put it to the back of my mind and didn't really talk to hub about it at all, although I think he was thinking a lot about it himself.

On Friday from when we got up in the morning I was still a bit of nervousness. We had our usual breakfast coffee, croissants and papers but I couldn't concentrate and kept thinking about what lay in store for me later. Mark had thought a bit about it but didn't tell me any extra bits he had planned, this was even more intriguing for me. We had made wonderful love together in the last few weeks since the first party and even talking about our experiences would get us so hot that we would have to have sex. But since my anal initiation Mark wanted to try me out for himself and also we enjoy 69 a lot so over the past 3 weeks.

I don't think that we actually had proper vaginal sex at all. As it happened we seemed to just have anal or oral sex. I was looking forward to having some well endowed guys having sex with e the proper way and I was thrilled to think that they were going to want to cum in my unprotected pussy, I allowed myself daydream a little, thinking about it. We had deliberately abstained from sex the night before and wanted to keep the tension and excitement high so although I was getting quite wet, thinking like this I kept my fingers from wandering into my knickers, it was difficult but I think worth it. How I got through the day I don't know but it seemed to drag until about 6pm when we got ready.

I had a nice shower and was very tempted to direct it to certain parts of my body but held back, I did get a bit of a turn on giving myself enemas to freshen up though. I dressed, wearing hold up stockings and nice flimsy underwear under a tiny black dress and a pair of killer heels Mark seemed not to mind one way or another about my dress which was curious. Soon we had a knock at the door, it was the Knight's friend Barry, he was going to ride in the back with me as we drove to the house where I would be penetrated many times later. We got into our car and I sat in the back with Barry.

Berry was one of the black guys who had "'banged" me the last time and I actually hadn't seen him since then. I found myself blushing a bit. It felt strange, a bit like we weren't on an equal footing any more. I felt a bit, I don't know how to describe it, but lower or subservient or something. In a way he had seen me degraded, and had been part of that so I felt different with him. Less like equal friends, more like he was my boss, or some way superior to me. It was strange but very interesting and I think that I enjoyed this feeling. We hadn't been long driving when Mark asked Barry if he would blindfold me. This surprised me, I hadn't expected this.

Barry pulled a black blindfold from his pocket and put it on me. I felt such a rush as everything went black and I could no longer see where we were going. Barry's hands were on me and he was caressing my body with my dress. So much so that it was riding up my body and pretty soon was up over my bra. I was blushing, even though I couldn't see. We were still in the city, not driving too fast so I knew that people must have been able to see me being undressed but I suppose because I couldn't see them it made it easier but no less sexy. I felt my arms being lifted up and my dress being pulled over my head. I guess this was why Mark wasn't interested in my dress, he wasn't planning on me wearing one. Barry kept fondling me and was really warming me up.

The car stopped. The door opened and I felt someone get in. I had to sit up to let him in. I didn't know who this was but within seconds I was laid across both guys and had his cock pushed into my mouth while Barry fingered my ass and pussy. I felt a lubed butt plug pushed slowly but determinedly into my ass and Barry had two fingers, then three in my pussy. All the while Mark drove, he must have been able to steer the wheel with his cock. Soon Barry was inside me so I had my pussy and mouth filled with cock, I assumed both black but I could only verify Barry. I felt so sexy being fucked by both these guys in the back of the car, my senses heightened by my sight being denied. I also felt so wanton sucking greedily the cock of a guy I had probably never even seen before let alone met. It was quite a squeeze, I guess it's an advantage of being petite.

We sped along and they kept fucking me. It felt cut short a bit as I felt the car slowing down and it seemed we were pulling into a garage. The car doors opened and they withdrew from me without cumming and led me out of the car. I heard voices and murmurs of approval. It was cold in the garage as I teetered along in my heels, my knickers all askew, my nipples showing and blindfolded. I felt encircled, hands caressed my body. If the garage hadn't been so cool I might have swooned. My nipples were like bullets, it was so cold, and I was also turned on. I felt a mouth on one. I was being slowly pulled down onto my knees, I guess they thought, my rightful place. They had thoughtfully placed a cushion or something on the floor for my knees, a "Monica mat", I suppose.

I was about to open my mouth, expecting a cock but there was one pushed in before I had a chance. He must have grazed on my teeth but he didn't seem to mind. He seemed very eager and I tried to keep up as he began fucking my mouth. I felt cocks at the back of my head, waiting a turn. I was about to lift a hand to hold onto the cock I was sucking but I felt my arms being restrained. I realised they were being tied together. It was such a rush I felt a blood rush to my head and felt a kind of deep sensual feeling of subservience. I concentrated on being the best mouth that a cock could suck. I salivated and welcomed the cock in my mouth. It was nice to just concentrate on one simple thing. I had been so busy at work during the week, had gathered a lot of material together, used my brain, was very productive, I had an important meeting in a few days time but it felt fantastic to just leave all that behind and for a short while to be nothing more than the best possible receptacle for the various cocks, and to welcome them and their sperm into me.

I fell into a sort of cock sucking trance and forgot about the cold. I think that someone had lit a gas heater and I realised that this garage was where we were going to be for a while at least. I felt another cock in my mouth, deep this time and as he thrust in and out he sort of brought me with him until I was bent over, my hands still behind my back but now my ass in the air and my face in his lap as he seemed to be sitting on the floor. I was still blindfolded so I wasn't really sure where we were and where Mark was but I must have cut a strange figure. It was very difficult to control my balance so I was relying entirely on the guys there to hold me up. I felt my butt plug being withdrawn and my ass encircled by a tongue which ended up at my clit, expertly rubbing and licking me. He kept at my clit with his tongue and jammed three lubed fingers up my ass. I almost choked the cock in my mouth and as it happened brought him to orgasm inadvertently by my sudden gasp. He was half in and half out of my mouth as he started cumming so it ended up on my teeth, my lips, even up my nose, but he finished in my mouth and scooped the rest in his fingers and fed to me.

I swallowed greedily wondering when I was going to have some sperm in my pussy. Soon I had a cock in my mouth and my ass and they all took turns but held back from cumming. It was sexy but maddening and I ended up actually pleading in the brief moments I had a cock out of my mouth for someone to please stick their cock in my pussy and fill me with their sperm. It was strange to hear the words coming out of my mouth but I really needed to be inseminated, they were just teasing me. I knew I was at risk of impregnation but this seemed to make my desire all the stronger. Finally I felt a cock probe my wet pussy, I sighed with pleasure and sank my cafe onto the cold concrete floor. They must have all been fairly tuned by all the cocksucking and ass fucking as it didn't take too long for each guy to cum, they all must have stood in line and fucked me until they came, me with my face on the floor, blindfolded and my hands tied behind my back. Each guy seemed quick but there were that many that it seemed to take a long time to get through everyone. I tried to count but I couldn't tell how many guys had fucked me. I had no idea who these guys were, I hadn't seen their faces but I was upended on the floor and full of their cum. By the time they were all finished I realised that I was pretty uncomfortable, but I couldn't move myself.

I felt myself being lifted up, still with my pussy angled down, I was sure that lots would spill out. I could feel sweat and semen streaked down my body but I knew there was still plenty inside me. I was lifted through to an inside room and a plastic cup was put under my pussy to catch sperm as I was turned on my side onto a mattress. I could feel it ooze and I felt some being scraped off my thighs and fed to me. I was told to open my mouth and it seemed as if they emptied the cup onto my tongue. I was untied and led through the house and into what was a bathroom. My underwear was removed along with my heels, I dreaded to think what kind of state they were in. I felt my blindfold being taken off but the room was pitch black. Immediately I felt a pair of swimming goggles being put on me but when I tried to look it was as black as the blindfold, they must have painted the insides to keep me temporarily blind.

I was carried by strong black arms into what was a bedroom and laid on the bed. I lay back and my legs were held high either side of me as I felt a cock push at my pussy and enter me. I put my arms around my stranger and held his fit strong body to me as he expertly made love to me. When he was finished another took his place, and another and another. I just lay back, comfortable at last, and enjoyed, wave after wave. I kissed many mouths. I held all these strange men close to me and received them joyously. I came over and over as they left more and more sperm that I craved inside me. I lost track of time and just surrendered to the lust. I couldn't count how many guys there were and I don't know how many times they fucked me, I guess that was Mark's idea. Eventually the last guy finished in me and pulled out. I lay back and exhaled and I felt my body covered with a blanket. Even though I was blindfolded I could tell that it had been light outside but i had no idea of the time.

With my blindfold and my worn out state I could sleep easily. I woke a short while later and felt a body beside me. It was Mark, we cuddled and snoozed for a bit until Mark eventually got up, and lifted me, still blindfolded and nude and wrapped in the blanket he carried me to our car. I slept as we drove and I don't know exactly how long it took but he didn't take my blindfold off until I was back in our own bed at home wher I slept the whole day. I'm only recovering from it now, I've been able to think about it more clearly.

Since I woke up and went to work on Monday I had to prepare for my meeting on Tuesday and then I had my meeting and I've been able to stop and breathe a bit today. My meeting went very well on Tuesday and I'm pretty confident of a promotion, incidentally. I feel a great sense of accomplishment, and that's all to do with enjoying another fantastic black gangbang, and going completely unprotected, the risk really helped me find a deep primeval desire within me and the fact that it was a high risk time for getting pregnant really connected with that. Before Saturday I didn't really expect that I might get impregnated, at the time I fervently desired it. Now, after a few days break I don't think I necessarily want to be pregnant with all the complications, not to mention the additional complications of having an obvious mixed race child but another part of me is excited at the prospect that this might be the outcome. I suppose whatever happens I'll be happy. We'll have to wait and see what happens. .

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