Author's notes: In her bibliography Literotica member/author Peggy46 wrote that she is very turned-on when people write stories about her. She extended an invitation to anyone to continue or add to the stories that she has written. Member/author Walterio has written an excellent series of stories about Peggy, "Peggy Sanford-A Worldly Woman." I was very turned on by his series. I love that Peggy is a beautiful, mature woman who lives her life to the fullest, without reservations. She enjoys a voracious sex life with whomever and whenever she desires. That series was the impetus for my series of stories "Further tales of Peggy Sanford."
Peggy46 wrote a two part story, Peggy Sanford & the Secret Society about Peggy's initiation into the Secret Society of Black Men. Walterio's wrote a third part in response to a request from Peggy46 for him to continue the story. He ended his story with Peggy Sanford wondering when and where she might be summoned by the Secret Society again. I wrote these stories proposing Peggy's next encounter with the Secret Society.
Peggy46 also wrote that she especially enjoys stories with a first person point of view, where the writer becomes her. I wrote this story, in a first person point of view with that in mind. I tried to fill in enough background information, characters and past incidents to make this story readable on its own but I recommend that you read Peggy46 and Walterio's stories before reading my story.
I hope you all enjoy it and welcome any comments and suggestions
For the second day in a row I woke up, naked, disoriented and in a strange bed. Yesterday I was awoken by a soft knocking on the door and a gentle voice calling my name. The door knocker was grandmotherly Filipino woman who worked as a maid at a palatial estate in a posh suburb of Atlanta. When she stepped in the room she didn't seem surprised to see a nude white woman, who was covered with flakes of dried cum, lying on the bed. Today I was awoken in the same manner by the same grandmotherly Filipino woman but today I was in a different room, in a different bed and I was not the only one lying in it. Today she saw a delicate arm draped across my chest, a set of soft full breasts pressing up against my back, a curvy pelvis nuzzled up against my own firm buttocks and a tone fit leg intertwined between my own lean thighs. Once again I was initially confused by my situation until I recalled the events of the last few days.
I had arrived in Atlanta on Monday morning. I'm a traveling disaster claims adjuster for a major insurance company. I don't need to work; my elderly husband is very wealthy but he is ill and is no longer interested in sex. I work so I can travel around the country and indulge in my secret obsession, anonymous one night stands, illicit affairs and wild sex parties with men, women or groups. I can't help myself, I'm an insatiable slut, I love sex, the wilder and kinkier the better. In the airport I ran into an old girlfriend named Toni. Toni and I had worked together as flight attendants years ago and we had shared more than a few wild sexual escapades. She knew of my secret obsession and my situation at home. She suggested I get together with a friend of hers named Ray on Friday night. Ray is the owner of one the hottest night clubs in Atlanta and the estate where I found myself the past two mornings. What I didn't know was that Ray was also the Master of the Atlanta Chapter of the Secret Society of Black Men.
The Secret Society of Black Men was an organization formed years ago as a means for black men and white women to get together and satisfy their mutual and for a time forbidden lust for one another. Times have changed, although it is no longer forbidden it is not fully accepted, thus the need for secrecy. I had been introduced to the Society several months ago by a handsome black man named Joe. He was the Master of the chapter of the Society in my hometown. Master Joe was tall, handsome, charismatic and sexually confident. He easily convinced me to sign the Contract of Servitude to the Secret Society of Black Men. By signing the contract I was allowed to live an almost usual, normal life as Mrs. Peggy Sanford, a typical working wife and soccer mom but I would be required to periodically make myself available to serve the members of the Society...to serve them sexually that is. I was known in the Society by just my first name, Peggy, sex slave to Master Joe and all the other Masters. It was a commitment I had freely taken.
At my initiation ceremony I was marked with the sign of the Society, small Black Ace of Spades tattoos on my right ankle and inner thigh. Being marked as such, I am considered the property of the Society and theirs to use and enjoy whenever and however they wished. After being marked I took part in a secret initiation ceremony. Actually it was an evening of extreme sexual debauchery involving me and about thirty male members of the Society. I was the centerpiece of an adrenaline-charged gangbang with their big black dicks filling all my orifices, my pussy, my asshole and my mouth singly, doubly and all three at once, over and over.
I had been called to serve the Society a few weeks later, at a gathering in the Bahamas. It was a long weekend filled with good food and drink, swimming and relaxing in the sun during the day and wild, multiple partner sex parties at night. It seems that one white woman with several black men at the same time was the preferred sexual activity of the members of the Society. I hadn't heard from the Society until I met Ray.
Once Ray revealed himself as a Master of the Society he informed me that I was being called upon to serve the Society once again. He began my service by filling all three of my orifices, my pussy, my ass and my mouth, each with a load of his cum. When he finished, he offered me to five other visiting Masters. They proceeded to add additional loads of cum to my pussy, asshole and mouth. After they were satisfied Ray had me transported to his posh estate in an exclusive suburb of Atlanta by two junior associates of the Society. The two junior associates, Marcus and Justin availed themselves of my services during the ride and again out at the estate.
The next day, after being awoken by the grandmotherly Filipino woman, I was introduced to five other women, three young women, Katarina, Amber and Amy and two mature MILF types, Janet and Veronica. It seems the Society likes a mix of white women. They were all from the Atlanta area and had been recruited into the Society by Ray. He informed us that we were at his estate to serve as entertainment for his Non-Society friends and business associates at a party he was hosting. Actually it was an interracial orgy of epic proportions. Ray had organized the event to entice and reward his friends and business associates. It involved about fifty handsome black men and the six of us white women engaging in all manner of sexual activities, in all manner of combinations. We were also informed that on Sunday we were to serve the visiting members of Society who would be attending a meeting at his estate.
We lounged around the pool sunning, eating and drinking before taking part in the party on Saturday night. For me the party began when I engaged in an exciting threesome with two of the hottest young black players in Hollywood while I watched the other ladies pair off with various groups of partygoers. Afterwards I hooked up with six real life brothers. They fucked me, one after another, on a lounge chair near the pool. Ray then pulled me aside and set me up with a local politician he was trying to influence. The politician, Dwayne was an excellent lover but he presented a problem. He recognized me from my work at the disaster area and threatened to expose my secret obsession unless I returned to Atlanta whenever he wanted. I decided to put off worrying about Dwayne until after this weekend. Besides if I was forced to return to Atlanta, at least Dwayne was an excellent lover. After my time with Dwayne I got involved a foursome with one of the DJs from Ray's club and two of his friends.
I had hoped my service for the night was done, I had fucked and sucked the dicks of thirteen of Ray's friends and associates but the most intense ordeal was yet to come. I had just finished cleaning up after the last foursome when Ray came into the room I was using. He had me suck his dick while he told me about a rising Atlanta rap star he was promoting. Dee Bow had told Ray about an incident where his high school coach's wife blew him and his teammates as an act of revenge against the coach. Ray told me he was gifting me to Dee Bow and his entourage so they could recreate the event.
I was escorted to his basement rec room by Justin, one of the junior Society associates who had driven me out to the estate the night before. I had to suck off Dee Bow and the nine male members of his entourage. The six female members also became involved. They molested my breasts, fingered my pussy and asshole and gathered up and fed me any of the spilled cum. When the entourage lined up for a second round they were joined by about a dozen other guests. Luckily I had help sucking all those extra cocks. The female members of the entourage would suck a guy until he was close to cumming but then they would step back as I finished him off. The guys covered my face and body with hot cum. They called it a Bukakke cum bath.
After Dee Bow, his entourage and the other guests left, Justin told me the party had ended and he escorted me back to my room. He led me through a short cut out the cellar door and through the pool area. I saw that the Jacuzzi and outside shower were empty and I asked if I could use them. Justin said he didn't see why not and left me alone. I quickly cleaned up in the shower before slipping my tired, aching, naked body into the Jacuzzi.
