Author's Note: Peggy Sanford (Peggy46} had written a two chapter series about her first encounter with and her initiation into the Secret Society of Black Men. She ended it with a planned trip to the Bahamas. She encouraged other authors to continue the series. She had also given permission to anyone to use her name and stories in any future stories. Author Walterio took up the commission and wrote a follow-up chapter covering the trip to the Bahamas plus a whole new series about Peggy's wild adventures. Those stories were the first I had ever read concerning Peggy, and to be honest, they led to my fascination with her and her wild and naughty life. A beautiful and sexy mature woman who is open to any and all sexual adventures, who wouldn't be intrigued. Unfortunately the Bahamas story and Walterio's other stories are no longer available on Literotica. I have tried to recreate that story with a few edits and a few of my own naughty additions.
Peggy also explained that she enjoys it when an author writes as if they were her, from a first person perspective. I have done that here. I am also attempting to recreate the other missing stories about Peggy's wild adventures, again from a first person perspective and revising several of my own stories to fit that perspective.
As with most of my stories I try to give enough information and history for it to work as a stand-alone story but I encourage everyone to read Peggy's original series. I hope you all enjoy this narrative and appreciate any comments.
PEGGY AND THE SECRET SOCIETY OF BLACK MEN IN THE BAHAMAS
Writing a narrative about one's intimate adventures and posting them on a website for the world to see and read is a bit unnerving, but I have to say, the resulting e-mails and the very heated responses have certainly made it worthwhile. This true confession details one of my recent and probably wildest real-life sexual adventures.
First a little introduction, my name is Peggy Sanford. I'm a 47-year-old, married woman. My husband has lost all interest in our sex life due to his age, 72, and his medical conditions. Unfortunately, my sexual appetite has been increasing at an alarming rate, it's really all I think about. Luckily, I have been able to attract numerous lovers, male and female. It may be because I've been told numerous times that I am a beautiful woman or it may the fact I am open to try almost any sexual activity. It doesn't matter whether it's with a man, a woman, a couple or a group.
I have long brown hair and a shapely 5'3", 105 pound, 35C-23-36 figure that I have worked hard to maintain. I'm proud that I can still turn heads, especially if it's a young man or two...or three.
I'm a former flight attendant but now work at an insurance company as a claims representative. Recently I have become involved, sexually involved, with one of my new co-workers, Anna. She had told me she had always considered herself a lesbian, she had never been with a man before but now she has become curious about sex with men. It may have something to do with the way I described all the enjoyment and pleasures I have received from my many male lovers.
This story starts on a Saturday morning soon after Anna told me about her interest in being with a man. My husband was away on a two week golf outing so I invited her and my 20-year-old neighbor and sometime lover, Trevor, to my house. In the two years since Trevor and I have become lovers, he has become a confident, passionate and considerate lover. Trevor, Anna and I spent a few hours pleasuring each other in every conceivable way we could imagine. After which Anna and Trevor made plans to see each other later that day. I had already made plans to see several of my other lovers at our country club.
First there would be a tennis lesson on the practice court with the club's pro, Todd. Then we'd indulge in a quick fuck and suck session in his office before I would visit the pool and my two favorite young lifeguards, Ben and Curtis. They had become very fond of and very accomplished at fucking my pussy and asshole at the same time. Later that evening I had a date with a club member, Pete Simon. Pete and I had recently become casual lovers. He had been invited to a swinger's party and he told me he couldn't think of anyone who he would rather have accompany him than me. He said I was most accomplished lover he has ever had... actually he said I was the best fuck he ever had. My husband was going to be in Hawaii for several weeks so I enthusiastically accepted Pete's invitation.
After the wonderful threesome with Anna and Trevor, I was preparing to leave my house when the doorbell rang. When I opened the door there was an envelope stuck in the door jamb. I grabbed the envelope and immediately recognized the symbol on the envelope. A chill washed over my body. It was the same symbol that was tattooed on my ankle and inner thigh, a small black ace of spades. I knew the letter was from the Secret Society of Black Men. I had not heard from them since my initiation.
I was first introduced to the Secret Society of Black Men when I allowed a very handsome black man to take me to his home to dry off after I was caught in the rain. With his good looks and confident and powerful sexual nature he easily had me under his control. Before I knew it I was naked, excited and ready for him to use me sexually in any manner he wanted, but before he would actually have sex with me he required that I sign a contract to join the Secret Society of Black Men. He told me that the Society was originally formed as an association where black men and white women could get together, fulfilling their wanton lust for each other. Members of the Society believe that there has been a dark side to many white women, a lustful side and that white women have long held a deep lust for the black man because of their well-known sexual superiority. The Society provided the opportunity for black men to openly dominate beautiful, willing, single and married white women for the benefit of both. To be honest I figured it just a seduction game Joe was playing but since I really wanted to fuck this handsome black man, I willingly signed the contact. I then had the best fuck and the wildest night of sex of my life. I was used, sexually dominated and totally fulfilled by this handsome man. I hoped it would happen again...and soon.
A few days later I was officially initiated into the Secret Society of Black Men. At the ceremony I soon learned how serious the rules of Society were taken. Some of the rules for the white women are, 1) always be clean and fresh for any black man who wants to use you, 2) never discuss the Society with outsiders, 3) commit to memory the rules, sexual positions and manner to act around members of the Society and 4) always remember white men have cocks black men have big black dicks. Any violation would result in punishment. Then I was tattooed with the black Ace of Spades, the mark of the Society, on my right ankle and inner thigh. I agreed to commit myself, my mind, and my white body to serve the black man totally and without reservation. I declared myself the personal property of the Society and agreed to deliver my body and mind to the demands and wishes of the Society at all times and in all ways, immediately, and without restraint or reservation as instructed. I also agreed to be assigned to the servitude of other members as instructed by Mr. G, the Grand Master. By signing the contract I agreed to be known by just my first name, Peggy, sex slave to the Grand Master and all members of the Society. After the formal ceremony I was subjected to numerous intense sexual acts with numerous members of the Society. It was a physically demanding ordeal but the most intense sexual pleasure I ever experienced. I was hooked.
With trembling hands I opened the envelope and it contained a letter with a set of instructions. I was to go to the airport on Wednesday morning and a private plane would be waiting to take me to the Bahamas. I would spend five days in the Caribbean and would be returned to the airport the following Monday. I was instructed not to bring anything but my passport. I knew that I had no choice but to follow the instructions as that is what I had agreed to when I joined the society.
As I drove to my country club I thought it should be quite an interesting rest of the day and evening. However I knew it would be nothing compared to what was ahead for me in the Bahamas