How Did He Know? Pt. 04

"Are you ready to see a sexy woman, Jamie?" Trish's voice snaps me out of my daze.

"Yes, I've never felt like this. It's like my whole body feels strange," I say. At least I think it was me. Trish takes my hand and guides me into the bathroom. When she has me standing in front of the full-length mirror, she asks, "Are you ready?" and pulls my blindfold up and off.

I really can't believe my eyes. I look in the mirror and then at Trish. Then at the mirror and at Trish again. What she has done is truly remarkable. I didn't think my face could ever look so good without a series of surgeries. I had thought that Trish was going to make me look trashy after how she had talked to me at the dollar store. Now doubt, she had to use a lot of makeup to transform me...it was literally caked on my face...but my eyes really stole the show. She had managed to make them look smokey, sexy and somehow bright. I have very thin lips but Trish magically made them much bigger. They were lined with a smokey rose color which was darker than the neon pink that it outlined. Completing my look were silver hoop earrings.

My pink lace bra had small breast forms that were perfectly concealed and felt like the perfect size. The chastity device was a matching pink and was covered slightly by a white silk thong that had the word "virgin" in pink across the front. "Turn around," Trish said. I look at my butt in my thong...and I see it...a Queen of Spades tattoo (temporary)

I was blown away and told Trish just that.

"You look just about ready and that's good because they are 10 minutes away. Let's get you in your heels and ready for Marcus."

My heels are white 6" stilettos and getting ready for Marcus meant that I was going to answer the door when he knocked. Although less that 24 hours earlier I had swallowed this man's cum, I still had butterflies in my stomach. I was checking myself in the foyer mirror when Trish walked over to me and said, "You look perfect, girl," as she gently turned me around and placed one hand on my butt and squeezed firmly. She put her other hand on my chin, pulled it forward and kissed me with her soft lips and open mouth. I opened my mouth and accepted her tongue...as it snaked its way around, I moaned as I tried to suck on it. "Not now, Jamie," Trish said and as if on cue, there was a knock on the door.

"I think that's for you," Trish says and I mouth her a silent "thank you."

I open the door and there is Marcus and Keith. They look a little confused at first but then realize it's me. "Look at you. Damn, Trish, you are my sissy maker, ain't you."

"Please come in, gentlemen," I say with a voice that is now coming to me with little effort.

"And listen to you," Marcus says as he and Keith walk in and head towards the small kitchen.

"I had nothing to do with that," said Trish. "She surprised me with that too."

"Good, good," Marcus said while looking me up and down. "MmmMmm, You feelin good, Jamie? C'mere. Get me and Keith a beer while we get a look at you."

I move deliberately in my heels past both men and open the refrigerator door. I see the six-pack of Heineken on the bottom shelf and smile. "Is Heineken ok?" I ask in a low whisper. I don't wait for an answer and bend at the hips to fetch two bottles.

"Bring them in here, our little Queen of Spades," Marcus says from the living room. I take the two bottles and when I walk into the living room, Marcus is standing at the door to the bedroom talking to Trish and Keith is getting undressed. "Me and Trish gonna have a little talk while you take care of my boy Keith."

"OK...I mean, yes sir, Marcus." Keith is standing in front of the sofa in boxer briefs and I can see the outline of his big cock. I hand Marcus his beer and walk over to Keith who takes his beer and looks down at the floor. I know he wants me to kneel, so I do and look up at him submissively. He just nods at me and I reach up and pull his boxers down, releasing his beautiful black cock. I gently grasp it with both hands and start stroking it. As it starts to grow, a steady stream of precum leaks from it and glistens as I stroke from his balls to his head.

"Here," Keith says as he puts an open bottle of poppers under my nose. "Go slow with these, sissy." I remember to inhale slowly but I forget to hold it so Keith tells me to do it again...all while stroking his cock which is now a rock hard 8" and when I start to feel the warm rush, I could swear it said, "Put me in your white sissy throat right now."

His cock is at full staff when I try to shove as much as I can into my hungry mouth. When it hits my throat, I gag. Keith has one hand on the back of my neck and holds up the poppers with the other, "Take a deep breath in through your nose and hold it." As I'm doing just that, he adds, "You're gonna love this, sissy. Now suck on the head a little."

I had a few moments this night that will remain with me forever, and this was one of them. It was like I had an overhead view of myself. I could see my hands moving, one up and down Keiths cock, the other softly massaging his big balls. I see my hoop earrings, my red lips and my temporary tattoo. I see Keith's big hands and the little brown bottle. When the rush hit me, it was like my mouth found a way to open wider, and in slow motion, Keith pulled me closer and his beautifully hard black cock slid all the way down my throat. No gagging or choking...in fact I heard a moan from deep inside me that was transformative. Like an awakening.

Keith heard it too and removed his hand from my neck. "Alright, ok, show me how much you love sucking my black dick. You feel them balls, sissy? I've been saving this nut all day for you. I wanted to fuck it into your white ass but The Boss is gonna put about a gallon of potent black seed in you tonight." When he said that, he got another deep moan. "You got it bad, girl. I seen white boys gettin off on black dick but you in luuuuv, ain't ya?"

A few years ago I went to a hypnotist to quit smoking. After 2 sessions, she told me that I could not be hypnotized and gave me my money back. I don't know what happened, but over the last 24 hours, whenever I heard someone talk to me about black cock, I was in some kind of altered mental state. Like a trance. And I couldn't get enough. Of the talk, of his cock...of this whole experience. I wanted to answer him but I couldn't let Keith's cock out of my mouth. I was possessed with getting him to cum. I wasn't frantic, my hands moved deliberately and methodically, as did my mouth. I was now taking Keiths cock down my throat and pausing for a moment to look up at him, then slowly backing off until I had just the head in my mouth. My tongue was constantly moving rapidly and I was swallowing a constant stream of sweet precum, especially when I sucked the head while stroking with both hands.

After about 10 minutes, Keiths chatter started to get louder and his hand went to my head.

"Damn, girl, you gonna get this nut in a minute if you-"

"Naw, naw. Don't do it, yo," said Marcus as he and Trish approached. Keith pulled his cock back and I said a little too loud, "No! Please, I want it!"

Marcus moved next to Keith and looked down at me. "Jamie wants us to use condoms and we are going to respect her wishes. And she wants us to take it slow and she has a safe word. What's the safe word, Jamie?"

When I heard the word "condom", my trance was broken. I was in such a sub space that I almost forgot. And I thought Marcus would be angry about my conditions, even after Trish seemed to be ok with them. But he was being the reasonable one.

"Umm...can you pick one for me?" I said as my hands reached for Marcus's belt. "Whoa, what about my boy here? You need to finish yo bidnis-" Marcus said as he smacked my hand away.

But Keith was already pulling up his jeans, "That's aight, Boss. This nut'll be here waitin. I'll get mine later. Ima get a bowl lit up."

"She aint doin none a that, either," Marcus told Keith. "Aint that right, Jamie?"

"I cant. It just makes me crazy. I'm sorry."

"Don't be apologizing. This is your first time so you get to call the shot," said The Boss. "Go on and get up on the bed. You gonna show me them skills you showed Keith."

As Marcus disrobes, I get up and slide slowly onto the huge bed. I feel like I'm living in a movie, in a slow sensuous scene. Trish has dimmed all the lights and has changed into very sexy, all black lingerie that shows off her delicate curves previously hidden under her business attire.

She climbs on the bed and tells me to sit up so she can touch up my makeup and hair.

"You say you're a virgin and I have to believe you...but I never saw a virgin suck cock like that before, girl," and looks me in the eye, expecting a response. "I don't know, I don't know. I didn't even think about it...I just did it. And, ah, I don't know, I was like, watching myself," I said both slowly but excitedly.

Then, a thought hit me. I lean close to her and whisper, "Trish, what was in that Gatorade? Was it that stuff from last night?"

"No, silly. Just something to take the edge off and let you enjoy yourself more."

I started to ask if that was all, because it wasn't wearing off, I was actually feeling higher. But Trish told me to hush while she reapplied my lipstick. Marcus had climbed onto the other side of the bed and was smoking a big joint...naked. He's holding a hit and sees me staring at his growing cock. I look up as he's exhaling with an arrogant smile.

The smile says 4 very different things in 5 seconds -- I really wanted to believe that the smile was very accommodating, because I was different, and he was sensitive to me losing my virginity at age 52. I mean, there's got to be some level of respect established because they both coulda just beat me down and robbed me by now.

But as fast as I believe that, another flash warns: that is the smile of man who knows he's won.

"Have you missed my cock, baby? Is it all you think about?"

His voice did not bring me back to reality, rather it kept me elevated. Hypnotic maybe? That fucking voice. He continued:

"Come here, slowly. And tell me how much you want this," he said, fully erect cock in hand.

"It's all I could think about, sir." I start to crawl slowly, like a slutty cat on the prowl. Head close to the ground and ass up in the air, in a breeding position. "And Keith showed me that I can take all of your cock in my throat. Sir, I need your cock in my throat. Please."

"Look at you," that smile again. "Trish, baby, I fucking love you. Get over here."

Trish walks over and gives Marcus a kiss, and then he grabs her and playfully tosses her across his body onto a pile of pillows. "You've outdone yourself...but I knew you would. It looks like Jamie here is addicted as fuck, aint it?"

"She sure got it bad, baby. But your cock do that to white boys," Trish says as I reach Marcus's feet. "I miss that cock, too. I'm going to help Jamie with this next part, if you two don't mind that is." She slides down next to Marcus and we meet right above his rock-hard cock.

My eyes are now focused on it and my mouth was slowly opening. Trish however, was not focused on his cock. As I start to descend, she cuts me off and kisses me deeply, gently touching my cheek, holding me in place. We both moan at the same time, which makes the kiss longer and slower. We slow it down to little lip kisses, and when she pulls away, her other hand appears...wrapped around Marcus's cock. "Your dream is coming true, Jamie. Now show Mr. Marcus how much you've wanted this your whole life."

I had Marcus's cock in my hungry mouth as she was calling him Mister.

When she finished talking, my lips had met her fingers half way down the now glistening black cock. "Jamie, honey, I know how you feel but you have to slow down. Remember, you're here for his pleasure. Mr. Marcus likes your enthusiasm and passion, but he wants you to enjoy your deflowering." Trish's voice and mentoring words has a calming effect and I listen for more as I slowly lick all the way up to the top, take his head in my mouth, suck gently and roll my tongue all around the head and the sensitive area running down the left side.

My eyes are closed and the world is spinning around my head. I feel another hand below mine, I open my eyes and see that Trish is cupping and squeezing Marcus's balls gently. "Show her," that voice above us commands. I take his cock out of my mouth and kiss the tip and then Trish's full lips. She looks me in the eye and then starts to work his magnificent tool. I'm in awe as I watch her - her touch was much softer and more sensuous, her hands always moving in tandem with her lips, tongue and mouth. When she looked at me I knew she was showing me something, just as she was when she looked at Marcus.

She starts to lick and suck his balls while slowly stroking up and down with the saliva she left on his cock. Then, with a hungry look, she props up on her elbows hovering over his cock, puts about 3 inches in her mouth, and slowly slides all the way down until her lips are touching his groin. She opens her big eyes and they're sparkling, smiling up at Marcus. He moans and lets out a breath of approval, and her eyes close slightly as she rises up leaving just the head in her mouth.

She goes north-south maybe a dozen times before she looks at me. I move over and she puts his cock in my mouth and nods slightly. "Easy" is all she says. For the next 10 minutes, Trish showed me with subtle little touches how to suck cock like a woman. When I gripped with a fist like I would a hammer, she separated my fingers and turned my hand so that Marcus could see my pink nails. When I licked up and down, she joined me and showed me how to stick my whole tongue out and move it rapidly.

I felt more confident with what I was doing and I felt much more feminine. Trish looked up at Marcus and nodded to him. "Ok, Jamie. It's time. Let's get you ready."

I was torn. With my new found confidence, I wanted to see if I could get Marcus to cum in my mouth again. But it was deeper than that. I craved his cum. Maybe it was from last night when he made me hold it in my mouth for so long, because it was like my brain knew the taste...and wanted more. I think Trish saw my reaction when she offered, "You'll have plenty of time for that and he's got a lot to give you tonight, Jamie."