Thanks for all the great feedback on my and Missy's adventures. There was certainly a wide range of responses. One was a request to have Missy get pregnant from a black guy, but perhaps some of you may not understand that Missy and I don't WANT any kids, ESPECIALLY someone else's!!! Also, these are accurate descriptions of our actual experiences, as kinky as they probably seem. But please take the time to let me know if you like these stories of our kinky experiences. The funny thing is, people who know us don't have a clue what we do from time to time! They would probably be shocked!
And yes, we are both a bit kinky, no doubt! Missy likes to dabble with two things that seem to turn her on, black guys and older men. My whole weird trip is that I happen to enjoy watching her fuck and I coincidentally happen to enjoy hot interracial sex -- so once we both figured THAT out, the next step seemed like a natural for us.
These first four events, including the one I'm about to share with you, happened over a period of few months a little less than 2 years ago - and about a year ago we moved away to a different city where I started a new position in a new firm, as did Melissa eventually. We got married shortly thereafter, thank you very much!
Then about four months ago, we hooked Missy up with a few local guys in our new hometown, and I'll be sharing those stories too very soon. Missy doesn't know I'm writing these stories, and I'm thinking about letting her in on this. Little does she know that people are reading about her little slutty escapades!
Anyway, back to about a year and a half ago...
I had to leave town for a few weeks because of a business deal that was going down in another city. Missy was working, but bored at home and didn't have much to do. Tom kept calling when he knew I was out of town, but she wasn't sure if she really wanted to have him over without me there, especially after the last time when things just got out of hand with all those guys fucking her -- even after she had basically passed out!
She asked me if I minded and what I thought about it. I said that I didn't care if she was horny to do it, but since I had the camera with me, she absolutely could not do anything with him unless Tom taped it with his camera and gave us the tape.
So on the third Sunday afternoon I was out of town, Tom and another older black gentleman named John stopped by to watch the three-hour video I had mixed down from the master tapes (which I had locked away). She decided to take a valium because she was nervous about seeing Tom and his friend and then watching that nasty video with them.
When they arrived around 5pm, they brought some beers and kicked back for a good night of high quality entertainment in our home. They wanted to start watching the video after they had got acquainted and had a beer.
Missy told me that after they watched the part where she danced for all the guys that John kept suggesting she do a dance for him and Tom like she did at the party. Missy told them that I would only let her mess around if it was taped, and that I had the camera with me. Tom said he had his camera in the trunk (surprise!) and so she told him she would think about it. He apparently took that as a yes, and went to his car to get his camera. They continued watching the party video and drinking beers. John kept encouraging her to do a dance for him. According to Melissa, she finally gave in to their pleas to just do a dance. John said he wanted to see her in the exact same outfit she was wearing at the party. Tom got out his camera to tape the dance...
This video starts off with Missy standing in the middle of the living room with John and Tom sitting on the couch. They had put the camera on a tripod. Some techno dance music that Missy liked was playing on the stereo and Missy was wearing the same little white sexy slut outfit that she wore to the infamous birthday party video for Paul.
John was about 60, and a little balding on the top. His hair was white and he looked to be about 190 pounds. They were both now wearing only shorts and t-shirts with just their socks on, which I thought looked a bit odd. John had a huge smile plastered on his broad semi-wrinkly face. As they joked around together before she actually started in to "dance," John talked boldly into the camera that Missy looked like she should be a "high-priced stripper." He was saying she should could be the hottest porn star ever by what he could see on the video (that was still playing with the sound off).
Missy started dancing as they encouraged her on. She looked a bit drunk, and a bit shy and awkward. They kept telling her how hot she looked, and she started to get a little braver. She did little twirls that exposed the same little cotton panties she had worn at the party. (We kept all the pieces of that famous outfit together because I would have her wear it for me every now and then.)
John growled at her, "Oh yeah, gimme a peek Missy. Take something off for ole Johnny. Oh please, yeah that's right." She turned around and bent over to give them a view of her butt as she hiked her skirt up over her ass and then go back to dancing. She was obviously beginning to enjoy John's lust for a look at her body. The video of her getting fucked was still on the tube, and she turned it off because they kept glancing at it. John said, "Don't worry baby, you got my attention." She kept dancing as John kept begging for her to remove something. She said, "Okay, but no funny stuff," in her cute little voice.