Message-ID: <3418eli$9708281047@qz.little-neck.ny.us> X-Archived-At: From: gregorsson@aol.com (Gregorsson) Subject: Rules of Engagement Chapter 5 Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories.moderated,alt.sex.stories Followup-To: alt.sex.stories.d Path: qz!not-for-mail Organization: The Committee To Thwart Spam Approved: X-Moderator-Contact: Eli the Bearded X-Story-Submission: X-Original-Message-Id: <19970827232800.TAA23521@ladder02.news.aol.com> Chapter 5 "Dear Sue, Things are a lot more mellow here that what you're reading in the papers. (We're calling it Operation Desert Wait.) Don't worry about it. In the unlikely event that there is any action, it won't take long and I won't be all that involved. Being in a reserve unit has its advantages. I'm glad you liked the pictures of Libby. She's definitely going to come for a visit when the shit is over with. She's never had another woman, but she's really interested in you. The pictures were taken by an Arab teenager we hired. They come cheap. He was in seventh heaven when I let him fuck Libby and she had a blast watching the two of us sixty nine. She'd never seen two guys do it before and she masturbated up a storm while watching me suck his cock (she really adores that). Libby also drooled over the pictures you sent of Dave. Like you she has a real appreciation for black cock. I'm impressed by Dave myself, I'll bet you adore the curve he's got in that pecker. I got my three days R & R on the cruise ship. Got into a three way with a couple of guys in a supply detachment and a blow job on the bridge from (yes, really) the cruise director. She was really sweet. Don't get your pussy stretched out of shape while I'm gone. If you're too loose from fucking when I get home, I'll nail you in the ass to work up the friction. But send pictures of whatever you do. I love you Baby Si" Simon is so sweet. And so are the pictures of Libby. But I wonder if Simon will bring home the other two guys. It may sound like I'm totally size crazy when it comes to cocks and that's pretty much true. Black men have always been able to satisfy me. Simon is one of the few white men who ever has. The average black man has about eight or nine inches of cock. Simon once explained that to me as having something to do with acids in tropical vaginas and natural selection. But it just boils down to niggers have big dicks. But Simon is no slouch. Like most men he gets bigger once he's inside, but unlike the others, the increase is exceptional. Measured outright he's about seven inches long but when he gets in he fills me up just like a dildo I have that's over eight and a half inches long and almost three inches in diameter. That's a pretty big dick if you ask me and I ought to know; by my recollection, I've had several hundred of them. Despite his size, Simon's cock is very comfortable. He can reach places that other guys can't without wearing me out. And he can last forever. The main attraction to fucking black men is that they're so cool when they're getting white pussy. Forbidden fruit. Simon likes to watch me fuck them and he eats me out whenever I've got a stud that'll go for it. Most of them do because they really think they're something to fuck me in front of my husband in the first place and having him eat me while I cum on their cocks really turns them on. Really special ones will get a blow job from Simon and they love that. I've made it a point to be good in bed. It's not always necessary to be good when turning tricks, but I always wanted to be. I became a call girl because I like watching men cum. When I can make Simon cum, he looks so sexy. I don't have to work for it though. He understands how much effort I put into work and he'll let me relax and be passive with him. One of his biggest kicks is to tie me up, go find a strange man, bring him back to fuck me while I have to take it. We've made lot's of friends that way, and I even turned the tables on him once. I tied him up and went and found a strange woman for him. I embellished on it though, because I first went and found another man and had him fuck me while Simon was all trussed up. Simon isn't bisexual in the classic sense. He is almost never turned on by men per se. He sucks a man's cock, though, and is fun to watch. Somehow, that doesn't affect his masculinity in any way. I think he mainly does it because it turns me on so much. After our trip to Boston, when I fell in love with him, we started working together on a regular basis. Sam had that in mind in the first place; I think he saw how much alike we were and knew that we'd make an expert team. Sure enough, we did. My rates at the time for an all-nighter was three hundred - Simon and I started pulling in thousand-dollar tricks when we worked together. Johns all want to get the same thing: to feel good about themselves. Simon and I managed that together in a multifold way. One: the john makes a whore cum (I can cum on the basis of suggestion, and Simon and I worked out the ways to make that happen every time. The johns knew that I came because my color changes and stuff made it impossible for them to think I faked it.), two: make a girl cum in front of her boyfriend/husband (that makes them feel like real stud), and three: throw in some of the experimental homosexual stuff that they're all interested in. Simon and I had talked it over with Sam, and he agreed to set us up with the clients. Our first one was a little rough around the edges, so we used Simon's apartment. The john was identified to me at a bar and, with the exchange of a work, he knew that I was the girl he was supposed to pick up. I took him to the apartment and played a little nervous about my boyfriend showing up unexpectedly. The john went into seductive stuff, very well done, I might add, and within a few minutes I was getting out of my clothes as he was his. For this one, I wanted to stay on the couch, using the premise that if my boyfriend showed up, I could shove him out the front door and run into the bedroom. The john followed that, assuming that anybody would come in the kitchen as we had. Only Simon knew to come in the front. I got arranged on the couch facing the door up on my knees so he could fuck me from behind. He was very smooth, nicely hung, and knew what he was doing. i was having a good time. By that time, Simon would've been on the porch looking through a gap in the curtain to judge the timing of his entrance. I gave him our pre-arranged signal by lifting myself up and playing with my tits. And WHAMO, the door slams open and Simon dashes into the room. I had gotten caught up in the fantasy myself, and was on the verge of cumming, just seeing him made me let go and I felt the john cum inside me at the same time. That was enough for that setup. Just getting caught was enough for him. After that we refined things quite a bit. Some guts want to go with fighting, me getting beat up, him getting beat up, homo stuff, and all kinds of variations on the theme. The only common thing was having me cum. Fucking for money is hard work, and a girl can't always relax enough to have an orgasm. So Simon trained me. It's a lot like hypnosis. Using visual and verbal cues, Simon can make me cum under almost any circumstances. If I'm in the middle of fucking and feeling good, then it doesn't take much, but he can also take me into an orgasm from a cold start. We practiced the getting caught scene over and over. When he says the right things to me, I can cum while just giving another guy a blow job. Naturally, that is a valuable tool, and I get premiums for doing it. Unfortunately, that has also made me dependent on Simon to cum. Without his permission, I can't do it. While he's gone, for instance, I can fuck anybody I want, but can only cum under certain conditions. Some sort of territorial prerogative he needs makes it so that he forbade me to cum while in the shower, on the kitchen table, and some of the special places we've been. Oh, I can fuck there if I want, but I won't be able to cum. The only time that has turned around on me was a time when Simon was out of town and we had just spoken on the phone right before a trick showed up. simon was going to be home that night so he teased me really bad and told me I could only cum with the trick if he had dark hair. Imagine my disappointment when the john came in and was a blonde. Shit! So I went to work and he started fucking me standing up. I was enjoying it, but no matter what I did, I couldn't get blonde hair out of my mind. Then I looked down to see if maybe watching his cock move would turn me on enough, and found that his pubic hair was black! Holy shit! The bastard bleached his hair! I lost all muscle control and didn't do a thing for him. He left disgusted and refused to pay, and Sam had to hive him another girl. Just reading Simon's letters is enough to make me cum. Especially since he deliberately put that idea into my head. He can even control my response to women. That's something I found really incredible. The first time we had a three way with a girl, Simon directed things totally, and at a crucial moment told me not to cum. Sure enough, I couldn't. Then he told me to go ahead, and wham - it was the best orgasm I had ever had with a girl. During the first year or so we worked together, we also had relationships with other people. It was only after he established his control over me that I gave up all semblance of independence and moved in with him. I took a break from hooking after that. We concentrated on each other, and the money he was making made it very easy for me to take a long vacation. But after about ten months, I needed to get back in action, so we decided to start things off slowly since we didn't know for sure if our relationship had changed our attitudes. During that time, I had taken a job as a secretary, and we thought that it'd be better to test things out with some three somes and side affairs rather than jumping right back into turning tricks. My fantasies were really heavy during that time too. Whenever Simon went down o me I'd fantasize that I was able to sneak in another man without Simon knowing. While Simon ate my pussy I'd suck this man's cock. Simon has always enjoyed hearing my stories and I started to either make some up or to relate to him some things he didn't know about. It always made me happy he'd get such a hard pecker when I did that and the freedom to talk led me back into the freedom to act. What started as a fantasy got turned into a reality about a year later and it was probably the sexiest thing Simon and I had with another person. Simon's successes with porno had gotten us some good money and he had established a lot of contacts. One of those is a darling porno starlet who started out life as a man and became a sex sensation during his transformation and final conversion to female equipment. Even then, transexuals were rare, as wer publications and movies about them. It was a difinite kink and lots of producers and photographers shied away from them. So this guy was on the fringes as Simon was getting his start. The hormone therapy tends to make transexuals lose the capability for hard ons, ejaculations, while enlarging breasts, and causing loss of body hair. But Georgette was taking a different tack. He decided to not undergo the full treatment until sure that life as a woman was best. He wasn't homosexual per se, but was concerned that maybe his feelings were psychological rather than physiological. So he had cosmetic surgery to build up some really impressive tits and hips, and shaved away the extra hair. So basically he was a transvestite while trying to get his shit together. He was no gross parody either. Diet and excersize along with the surgery gave him a tight 39-25-38 figure on a 5 foot 8 inch frame. Stunning. Especially along with his average sized but always super hard penis. Simon went to bed with him, had a blast, and the two of them came up with a plan to give me a hell of a nice time. I caught them in bed (not an unusual thing, we're always walking in on each other either fucking or sucking). From my point of view, it just looked like Simon had himself in her lap with his legs around her waist while she was blowing him. Seeing that cute chick eating his peter turned me on and I was stripped down and in bed in a minute. The girl had nice, firm, big tits and she let me share Simon's cock while I tweaked her nipples. I started exploring (I wanted to get some pussy) and my fingertips ran into something hard. Stupidly, I assumed she had a dildo in her but it felt like it was in Simon's ass too. And it felt so lifelike, nothing like any of the doubleheaded one I owned. Then I found balls underneath. Why would you put balls on a two ender? Then I sat bolt upright, looked at Simon, looked at her, and looked between their legs. Holy Shit! I dragged Simon off by his cock and Georgette's penis slipped out of his asshole and stood straight up. I pushed him back and got my mouth around that dick and started sucking it for all I was worth. Simon fucked me from behind in the cunt and ass while I blew that heavenly girl, and then, Georgette fucked me. I can't describe how cool it is to have a good, hard cock in your pussy that's attached to the tits hanging in your face. That got me out of the doldrums real quick. It's too bad that Georgette wound up going all the way; she's still fun in bed, but she was better with a pecker. -- +--------------' Story submission `-+-' Moderator contact `------------+ | story-submit@qz.little-neck.ny.us | story-admin@qz.little-neck.ny.us | | Archive site +--------------------+------------------+ Newsgroup FAQ | \ .../assm/faq.html> /