Being Serviced

By I. M. Telling

Content Warning: This is not a romance. This story contains very explicit descriptions of sexual activity between multiple African American men and a white woman. It includes oral sex, rough sex, and voyeurism.

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Trish is a beautiful forty-something, creamy skinned woman that thinks of herself as a Big Black Cock Whore. Her husband, Mike agrees and assists her in getting as many Big Black Cocks as he can find for her. He views providing this for her, as an expression of his devotion and love.

In this story the couple travel to a far away city to find everything she needs and desires from black men. On this trip she finds so much MORE than she ever imagined.

The story unfolds at a monthly 'Black Men on White Women Party' where an entire hotel floor is given over to the party; Trish and Mike arrive early to get the pick of the best room for their night of excitement ahead. White men present their sexy white wives to be serviced by multiple black studs as they enjoy the view during the party that will continue until dawn. Trish and Mike can hardly wait for the party to begin.

See the Sequel: BEING SERVICED BY THE BEST for their next experience.

• Language: English
• Publisher: I. M. Telling
• Release date: Jun 30, 2012
• ISBN: 9781476227665

I. M. Telling

It occurred to him that perhaps, he might be a better writer of erotic fiction if he targeted his craft towards one person at a time, making love to one reader at a time. [ From I. M. Telling's story Simone and the Writer ] A little perversion of the mind makes it interesting. It also means we typically lead double lives - one for those who think we're normal, and then there is our real world. _________________________________ I. M. Telling writes Erotic Fiction I.M. Telling lives in the southern United States and has been a non-fiction writer for some time. He has always wanted to write erotica and is finally making that dream a reality. His writing includes everything from highly explicit erotica featuring interracial relationships, swinging, and cuckold tales to very sensual stories of bondage and examining the dynamics of open marriage. His work has also started to extend into other genres including adventure, humor, and stories with extreme violence. Telling states that he prefers to evolve the characters within his tales, making their journey from where they start to where they reach by the last page as the reason for the story. "I am convinced that the mind is the most powerful sex organ in the body. I hope my stories generate stirrings within the reader, by being somewhat specific with the x-rated portions. Yet I mostly want my readers to make a journey of their own as they follow the changes happening inside the minds of my characters, who I consider to be my friends. I never judge nor fault my characters, as it is their journey and not mine." I. M Telling Contact Information =================== eMail Address: [e-mail] Twitter: https://twitter.com/#!/I_M_Telling Publisher's Web Site: http://www.LateNightPublishing.biz

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Being Serviced

Copyright I. M. Telling 2012

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This is a work of fiction. Any resemblance of characters to actual persons, living or dead are purely coincidental. The Author holds exclusive rights to this work. Unauthorized duplication is prohibited.

Warning: This material is intended for mature audiences only. This story contains graphic descriptions of sexual content including adultery, interracial lust, and cuckold fantasies.

Author's note: All characters depicted in this work of fiction are 18 years of age or older.

Getting prepped for the trip

Are you ready to get your ass pounded? Mike asked his wife, as he poured her a cup of morning coffee. It was finally Saturday morning. Trisha and Mike had been looking forward to this day for at least three weeks.

Of course, I woke up with wet panties.

Trisha laughed, I’m not sure which of us is more excited about it though, but I think you are, by the way you’ve been bouncing off the walls all morning.

Tonight was party night and the couple had already packed bags the night before in preparation for the trip. Charlotte, North Carolina was called the Queen City in honor of Charlotte of Mecklenburg-Strelitz. The city had earned a reputation for hosting hardcore interracial sex parties, rivaling the black cock sausage fest held in Atlanta and other major cities on both coast.

As usual, Mike was able to get everything he needed to take squeezed into one gym bag, needing a space in one of Trisha’s larger bags only to store his jug of Irish Crème. The liqueur was his favorite sipping drink for parties like the one starting a few hours later.

He had a fifth of rum for later in the evening, once the party and the screwing really got going. The hard liquor was intended as offerings to the black men who would visit their hotel room that evening to fuck Trish. Mostly, the rum’s primary purpose was to keep people out of his beloved Irish Crème.

He always included a small bottle of Southern Comfort for Trish for trips down to Charlotte. Neither Trisha nor Mike drank that often, but play parties such as tonight’s never seemed complete without plenty of alcohol. The bottle of Southern Comfort would also limit the amount of Mike’s prized elixir Trisha would consume during the evening. Moreover, the Southern Comfort would jump start the dropping of those initial inhibitions she always seemed to suffer from during the early moments of the monthly parties.

Trisha finally gave up on packing her bag. Her bags actually, two full-sized suitcases just so she could have plenty of clothes options for the evening. Different looks she could render to the men who awaited her. Mike finally stepped in and had her spread both bags open so he could help her make her mind up about what to take.

He remarked, as he shoved another pair of crotch-less panties onto a corner, Even these will be too much clothes by eleven.

Nevertheless, he made sure some of his favorite attire for her to wear made it into the suitcases. Trisha had a white swimsuit top with something akin to black zebra stripes. When worn with just thigh highs and heals, she looked totally hot. The top looked more like a mini-dress and had a dressed-up look to it. With back-lighting, it revealed her still perky breasts for anyone who wanted to see them. It made Trisha standout in the common area where the men socialized with the white wives who were there to be serviced by the horny black men at the party. It radiated under a black light.

That outfit made it much easier for Mike to keep an eye on what she was up to from a distance. During the early getting-acquainted phase of the evening, a woman who appeared alone was more likely to be approached by one of the guys. Later on, everyone knew why everyone else was there. Trish simply referred to the events as fuck-parties.

He also made sure her virtually transparent black body stocking was included. He preferred Trisha start the evening in the white swim top and then only later, after her first fuck, he loved seeing her in the mesh body stocking. It had an open crotch area, which allowed her to take on her second encounter without changing anything about her appearance. Occasionally, her partner would make the choice for her and remove it to get more direct