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Let me preface this part with a warning. Fantasy is far different from reality. In reality we deal with real pain, emotions and disease. In other words, don't try this at home. What my wife, Marcus and I had "negotiated" ended up being different from what we had chatted about, for this very reason.

I'd been to a conference at the Beverly (Omitted) Hotel before and knew that they had some pretty nice rooms. They have regular rooms and suites, but the property is spread out and they also have individual suites set off on their own like a little bungalow for greater privacy.

I know it sounds a little crazy, but I found a place that Kimmy would feel comfortable in, besides it was not as expensive as I thought it might be. After all she could have backed out at anytime. Before our meeting with Marcus and Shawn I would have bet good money she would back out. After the meeting I had fewer doubts. We arrived close to check in time and had a light lunch, we were not planning on meeting Marcus and Shawn till after six PM. I ordered up extra towels, shampoos, sheets and pillows from housekeeping.

I also brought lubes, the fur lined cuffs and the Oring gag Shawn wanted me to buy. I had purchased them from one of those sleazy 'adult book stores' that litter the valley. It was the kind of place where men walk with their eyes downcast for fear of recognizing someone, or worse being recognized. The fat Mexican who took my credit card barely spoke English, yet he still managed to smirk like he knew what I was planning.

Kimmy had begun preparations for herself by fasting for 24hrs and getting her Brazilian bikini wax a few days before. I suggested the fast. I did not want there to be any accidents when those two were having their way with her, I know that when a persons body goes though trauma, physically or mentally its defense mechanism is to void itself of its contents.

We spent the next few hours sitting around in bathrobes and watching the in-house movies, basically I was pampering Kimmy. By five forty-five that afternoon I left her freshly showered, lightly made up, in a matching lacy pink bra and panty set with a pink silk robe thrown over the top, a Xanax and a glass of wine, then headed out to meet the two men in the Lobby.

It was almost funny seeing those two standing in the lobby looking like fish out of water, so I was glad to get there when I did. It's not strange to see black men in LA, but I was under the impression that these two would look like they were up to no good no matter where they were. I was not as uncomfortable meeting them this time, even though I knew in a few minutes they would be all over Kimmy. The very first thing I did was look at their test results, and thankfully they were both healthy.

Behind the check in counter there were three hotel employees, two of whom checked us in earlier today. I could almost hear a sigh of relief as I left with the two men. The walk back to the room seemed to take forever, along the way we didn't talk much, Marcus was just assuring me that tonight was long overdue and that they would make sure Kimmy got the rough blacking she had been cock teasing them with.

When we got to the door of our room, I took a deep breath and knocked, a good ten or fifteen seconds past before Kimmy opened the door. I was beginning to wonder if she'd come to the door. She must have been thinking the same thing I was. That once the door opened, everything would change. She stood there sheepishly, wide eyed and nervous, dressed in delicate pink lingerie and a silk robe of the same color thrown over the top. Kimmy opened the door for us, she stood back and made way for the three of us.

I caught a whiff of her perfume when I walked past her. The room was gently lit with candles and dimmed light, but this I'm sure was ignored by these two. They just whooped and hollered when they saw her. I just smiled, she looked beautiful, I was very proud to call her my wife.

I let the two guys walk in first, I followed and shut the door. She looked so amazing, months of anticipation had ended it was finally time for her "Bitch Party". Kimmy greeted both of them with a warm affectionate hug and smile. I saw dark hands wander down her sides to cup her ass cheeks.

The cabana had a separate bedroom, kitchenette and sitting room. We all kinda moved to the largest space, the sitting room, where Marcus reached in to his pants pocket and pulled out a thin pink nylon dog collar and showed it to me, it had a dog tag on it, a little gold dog bone with the word KIMMY on one side and "BLKCOCKHO" on the other. He said he did this special for me. Nice huh? He put it around Kimmy's neck and told me, "now we gonna tear this bitch up". Shawn looked over saw a sofa and motioned me over to it. He told me to get myself a box of Kleenex and sit the fuck down. I did as I was told and sat fixated.

Things moved very quickly, they literally pounced on her. Marcus had a firm hand entwined in her long hair, he jerked her head to the side and kissed her full on the mouth, he untied her robe and slipped it off her shoulders, his right hand took a hold of her left tit and really squeezed it hard, she yelped right into his mouth, her eyes flew open.

Marcus shoved her down to her knees told her to "pull my meat out" Her hands were shaking. Meanwhile Shawn was behind her, he snapped off her bra and she beautiful pale breasts sprang free. He tossed the bra at me. Marcus’s cock came into view. Large and getting hard, with a big vein in it. As it stiffened it loomed out at about a 45 degree angle, and it was damned fucking thick.

He immediately told her to look up and open her mouth then he spat into her a long string of spit, then used the tip of his cock like a paint brush on her tongue, transferring his spit and precum from her tongue to her cheeks, her forehead, under her nose, wetting her face. Then he shoved himself right to the back of her throat.

Kimmy gagged immediately, but he held her by the back of her head and thrust his cock in her mouth over and over, she made horrible sounds...her hands were on the front of his legs, her eyes squeezed shut. I was really concerned, but I could not make myself move. God she looked good!

Shawn had undressed himself, he's a big guy about the same height but heavier that Marcus He was not hard yet and I got worried when I saw his cock. Even soft it was impressive. He knelt behind Kimmy as she worked on Marcus and got to know her sensitive breasts. Breasts that I kiss caress and play gently with, he grabbed, slapped and pulled at making her whimper and cry out.

Well, she asked for it right? When she would take her mouth away from Marcus to say ouch or complain, Marcus would cuff her on the head. And I don't mean a light little tap either. Shawn would look over at me and ask if I was enjoying the party, he grinning like an idiot.

Kimmy had tears and drool covering her pretty face. When she struggled and pushed against his thighs, Shawn grabbed her arms and pulled them behind her back. They talked trash to her the whole time. I was aghast, this had just started, we were maybe 15 minutes into this, her panties were still on, but these two already managed to utterly debase her.

Marcus stepped aside and let Shawn take his place, but not before he stood her up and yanked down her panties. He threw them in my direction, they landed at my feet. I picked them up and not surprisingly the crotch was wet. They had turned so her back was to me, I could make out Marcus shove some fingers roughly into her and I could tell she came. She shook like she does when it's a strong one.

I had never made her cum so quickly before, and I had never seen her so turned on. Shawn let her suck on him for a few minutes while Marcus took his turn exploring her beautiful white trembling body. Shawn had plans for her though, he was going to teach her to deep throat. He led her by the hair over to the coffee table where she was made to lay down on her back with her head hanging off the edge. You can guess what happened next.

Shawn had a large fucking cock, about as thick as Marcus's, but longer and curved to the right a little, and uncircumcised. It felt strange to look at. It almost feels fucking gay describing all this, but I could not help but be impressed and envious. (Well, maybe not about the uncircumcised part)

He guided her head back to clear a straight path for his cock then proceeded to feed it to her, testing her gag reflex. She was whimpering and drooling on herself. She tried to use her hands to slow Shawn's progress, but her hands were slapped away. "Gag on dat cock bitch... gag on it!" Shawn warned her to keep them by her sides. "MOVE yo hands mutherfucker!"

It actually got ugly to watch, yet fascinating. Marcus of course found his way to the other end and begin working her pussy with his fingers. He was actually making sure she was prepared for him, at least checking to see if she was wet enough. He said she was "wetter than a $5 Ho"

Then he signaled Shawn to back off for a second. I think he was afraid she might have bitten down by accident. Marcus took both ankles in his hands, raised her legs than pressed her thighs into her chest, literally folding her over. He leaned forward and positioned his cock right at her pussy entrance, he looked her straight in her eyes as he pressed himself into her tightness. She let out a loud gasp and said something like "fuck, that's big, take it easy, take easy... please."

That fucking turned me ON. I know even when I first enter her, she feels tight, so I could imagine what Marcus felt. I saw that she was trembling and jerking, and I found out later she had cum. He only fed half of himself into her, but he was the thickest one she's ever had, I could see the difficulty she was having. He told her to reach down and feel how much more he had to offer, she did as she was told, her fingers touching the shaft protruding from between her long legs.

"Here come the rest of it," and he shoved into her hard, she screamed out, and Shawn quickly clamped his hand over her mouth. "YEAH Bitch accept that!" Marcus still had her folded over, her knees getting closer and closer to be on either side of her head, he was aggressively driving down into her. I knew he was hitting her cervix with every thrust, Kimmy punctuated every down stroke with a loud, but muffled yelp. "Damn, I'm in this pussy DEEP! Dis your womb I'm hitt'n bitch?"

After about ten minutes of this, he pulled all the way out. His cock was darker because it was glistening with Kimmy's juice. He jumped off the coffee table, his cock bobbing obscenely as he switched places with Shawn, telling him to go "hit dat" I'm only giving you little "snippets" of the conversation, but it was more like an on going commentary. They were very verbal men.

Shawn grabbed her ankles and instead of assuming the same position Marcus was in, he flipped her over like a rag doll, and dragged her to the end of the table, so she was kneeling on the floor. "You a Bitch I'm gonna fuck you like a bitch!"

He didn't give her much time to situate herself, his hands were grabbing her hips and pulling her back to meet his cock. I had to move around to get a better look. He was really larger then Marcus and I did not want to miss this. Shawn saw that I had moved for a better view and using her hair, turned her head to face me then shoved himself into her. Man, what a sight! She almost jumped out of her skin, letting out an involuntary high pitched squeal. She tried moving away, but he had a good grip on her hair and hip. She thrashed and begged him to ease up, but Shawn told her to "shut your bitch mouth, you know what you here for". He continued to punish her with his massive cock.

Marcus was standing by her head letting Shawn do his thing while Kimmy slammed her hand on the table "tapping out". Her tightness, the angle and position of attack made her pussy fart over and over, they had a good laugh over this. The odd angle of his cock probably didn't help.

Marcus of course took control of her head guiding her mouth onto his cock and working her face to his satisfaction, thrusting deep and gagging her. By the way, Kimmy had never taken me from her pussy to her mouth before, she had always turned up her nose at tasting herself. Shawn was picking up speed and I thought he was about to give her the first load, but right when I thought he was ending he pulled out abruptly slapped her hard on her ass and yelled, "DAMN!"

He walked over to the phone and took the liberty of placing an order with room service. This was really, really bizarre. Here were two large blacks fucking the living hell out of my beautiful wife, one was currently rutting away at her while she kneeled on all fours and accepted his cock, the other guy was naked glistening with sweat, cock bobbing as he stood holding the phone asking what we all wanted.

Kimmy was trying to hold her voice down as Shawn ordered beers. He hung up just in time to see Marcus cumming in my wife. He growled and thrust as deep as he could jerking five times against her. I know it was five times because I counted. Shawn was yelling "YEAH fill dat Bitch up" Kimmy was groaning and gasping with a surprised and shocked expression on her face.

After he took a second or two to recover he withdrew, there were globs of his cum on his cock. Some of his cum almost immediately dripped out of her pussy and began running down her leg. He scooped up this glob that was running down her thigh with his two fingers and fed it to her. She nodded as Marcus asked if she could feel "Nigga seed swimming around in her belly".

Shawn quickly took his place, leaving her on all fours and entering her with a loud wet squish and pussy fart. This happened allot with Shawn. I think sex with him must have been uncomfortable, she did not seem to enjoy it too much. He liked to get very deep like he was trying to bottom out every stroke, only satisfied when he made Kimmy flinch or yelp with pain. I wanted to watch him finish, but Marcus pulled me into the other room.

I pulled up my pants and followed him. Yes, I was jacking off if you must know. I was getting more comfortable standing around with a naked Negro. Marcus asked me a favor. He told me his "Man" Derrick was pretty fucking pissed he was not here right now, he said he had been cock teased and jerked around by months of Kimmy's games. He seemed sincerely asking for a favor and Kimmy seemed to be having such a good time I thought, what's the harm?

Marcus suggested, either of us can call him and tell him where we are so he could join up. I told him to go ahead and call, and I would meet him in the lobby. He had also already had his blood tests ready. Marcus apparently had been planning to include him the whole time. So, Marcus retrieved his cell phone and I stood next to him as he told Derrick to come alone to the hotel lobby and to call when he arrived so I could meet him there. It would take him about thirty minutes to arrive. I was going to tell Kimmy what had transpired, but Mar cus told me to hold off, that it would be a nice surprise. I was a little concerned and a little nervous that Kimmy may panic.

We went back into the main room, the first thing I noticed was the musky smell of sex and the sounds of his body was slapping against hers. Shawn was still slamming himself in and out of her body, she was being nailed hard in the missionary position with her ankles crossed at the small of his back. They were on the floor, and he had her wrists pinned above her head with one hand, while the other was pushing fingers into her mouth.

Marcus laughed and yelled, "Yo Nigga, you gonna wreck dat pussy man!" He was fucking so aggressively that they were slowly scooting across the room, but he kept pounding her hard. It was quite a sight. I dragged my chair a little closer sat myself back down again.

In a few minutes Shawn announced that he was going to cum, Kimmy was begging for him to quickly cum too. I found out later that he was hurting her insides. Shawn thrust extra deep and held himself there while he emptied himself into her, grunting in satisfaction. He pulled out and stood up, Kimmy was still dazed. She lay there in the middle of the living room floor panting her hand on her lower belly. He had been hitting her pretty deep.

Shawn plopped himself down on the sofa, facing the TV and told Kimmy to come on over to clean his dick up. When she stood up, Marcus spat at her, "crawl your ass over there BITCH!"

After she had done the best job she could, cleaning Shawn with her mouth, Marcus told her to go clean her ass up. Welcoming the break, she rushed to the bathroom. That left the three of us sitting around the living room of this large luxury suite. When I think back I can't help but think how weird that must have seemed.

I was self-conscious mainly because these guys were big and they were sitting naked, their penises flopped over on the side, while I sat there with my pants around my ankles. I heard the shower running, rather than sit there awkwardly I went to check on her. I walked into the steam filled bathroom, the shower door was misted.

I popped my head around and asked if everything was alright. She looked shaken, but smiled when she saw me. She said she loved me she was very grateful for this evening, she was holding her lower belly like she was hurting when she said, "I can't believe how they fuck, they are so..." she struggled for a word then came up with "animalistic" And then she asked if I was okay. I was...no doubt about that at all. We had a "moment" we kissed and looked at each other, then I went back to the living room.

Marcus told me Derrick was here. I took a breath and made the trek to the lobby, it was a good fifteen minute walk from the cabana. He said it would be obvious who Derrick was. I was worried, I was afraid to leave Kimmy, afraid that they'd be gone with her by the time I got back. I had all sorts of paranoid thoughts running through my head. I was pretty sure.

However, that Marcus did not want to screw up this good thing we had going. I kept walking, when I got there I looked around, Derrick was the only black person in the lobby, he was large of course, muscular, very dark, short cropped hair, probably two hundred ten pounds with a bit of a paunch, and older than either Marcus or Shawn. It's hard to tell with black people, but I'd guess 40ish. He had a teardrop tattoo on his face below his eye, spider webs on his elbows and a tattoo on his neck, creeping out of his Raiders T-shirt.

He saw me walking towards him he stood up and asked if I was John. He was an intimidating fuck, when I reached out my hand and introduced myself, he took it in a very hard grip and laughed. He just told me to "lead the way mutha fucker." On the way back to the Cabana he informed me that he had been "fuck'n white bitches" for years, but he does not often see one as fresh as Kimmy.

He started telling me about how Kimmy's going to feel his blackness deep in her ass, how brothers like a fine young white ho to tear up. I asked him how many times he'd done a "Bitch Party". He laughed and said they are always on the look out for Hoes like Kimmy. He said, "Plenty of Niggas will tell you they got bitches lined up ready to pull a train, but that's bullshit. If you want a fine bitch to party with, someone like Kimmy, you got to work on it." He told me between the three of them they set up three or four new girls a year. "Some of them come back for more, some can't handle more, some decided maybe this shit ain't for them," he added laughing.

We got to the door, there was the room service cart holding the door wide open. I freaked running into the room, Kimmy was freshly showered back in her pink bra minus the panties. Her long hair was brushed and free flowing down her back. The room service guy was setting out beers in buckets of ice. But he could hardly take his eyes off of Kimmy and what he had to know was going on in the room. Music from the in house music channel on the TV was blaring, Kimmy was kneeling with her legs spread on the coffee table facing away from us. It was such an obscene, yet erotic sight, something out of a Tijuana sex show.

She had a half empty beer bottle on table, Shawn was holding it steady while Kimmy was lowering herself up and down on the neck of the bottle. I was not happy about the room service guy being there, so I pulled out my wallet, handed him twenty bucks and told him to keep his mouth shut and beat it. I could not believe she kept doing that to herself with that guy standing there gawking. Apparently whatever will to resist she had, had vanished

The door slammed shut behind the room service waiter, and Kimmy's head spun around. She was shocked to see another black guy standing behind me. Marcus and Shawn stood up and greeted him, exchanging hand shakes. Kimmy was real nervous wanted to know what was going on, asking who her was. She'd jumped off the table and was looking around for her robe, one hand covering her bald crotch the other across her chest. I told her it was cool that this was Derrick. She seemed to recall his name.

Marcus looped a finger in her collar, fingered her dog tag. He asked "what does this say, Bitch?" She replied 'Black cock ho" in a soft trembling voice. He slapped her face firmly. I almost jumped at him, but thought better of it. He repeated himself, this time Kimmy replied louder. "Now go pay this Nigga some respect", and he pushed her towards Derrick. This Derrick fellow was a serious character, I could see a dark side under the surface. He said to Kimmy "You a skinny little bitch, turn around so I can check that ass" She did a twirl, and apparently her ass met with his approval.

"You Niggas already soil this pussy?" he asked. Marcus said they already "hit it one time." Derrick pulled her closer, stuck his tongue out and pulled her mouth over it. He explored her mouth for a moment then pulled her mouth away by her long hair. "Them titties real bitch?" his hand reached into one of the lace cups and squeezed on it hard, digging his fingers into it. She yelled "yes!" loudly, while trying to pull away. He laughed "yeah dey real."

Shawn said, "Go ahead and hit that, Nigga. Bitch been without dick for nearly thirty minutes now!"

Derrick said, rubbing his large swelling crotch "Yeah, I been storing up a heavy load special for this Hoe". He was wearing slacks without underwear cause when he pulled the zipper down his cock just sprang out, bouncing to attention. It was the thickest cock I have ever seen. Lots of times in porn even the men have their pubic hair either cleaned up or completely removed, not these guys. Derrick was one hairy man. He took one look around at us and pushed Kimmy toward the sofa, "kneel up bitch." He didn't even bother removing his pants.

Kimmy was scared, this guy was thick, not incredibly long probably 7-8inches my guess, but really big around. "Wait, wait!" she turned around with a hand on his chest, "please let me wet you first, please?"

He laughed. "Go ahead bitch taste that dick."

She sat down on the sofa, while Derrick stood facing her with his hands on his hips. She had trouble fitting her mouth over him. He let her work it, using all the spit she could muster. She ended up licking him up and down his length, using her hands to work her saliva around. When she tried to get him in her mouth, she could barely do it. When she did get the monster in her mouth she did it with the encouragement of, "yeah...work dat dick bitch, gobble dat shit! Make it wet, yeah!" It was great watching her "prepare" him.

All good things must come to an end. Derrick was anxious to move things along, and he was getting impatient. He grabbed her under her right arm, while holding on to his dick with the other hand, he picked her up spun her back around, "kneel on the floor like a bitch...bitch". She faced away from him. He slapped her hard on the ass and told her to arch her back.

My chair was pretty close to all this, and I got a good close view as Derrick proceeded to jam his cock into my wife. She was not given much chance to adjust to his girth. After a couple of painful gasps he decided the angle was not to his liking. Kimmy was kneeling on the floor with her arms on the cushions, so he stood up on the sofa.

Suddenly he got a much deeper angle of penetration. I could see her cunt clinging to his cock every time he withdrew. It actually did look like he was turning her inside out. She must have been fucking tight to him. I could tell she was very uncomfortable and he was vicious. He pounded her so hard she could barely keep her position.

Kimmy's eyes were closed tight, she moaned and yelped in pain every so often when his thrust hurt her particularly. She reached back with one hand to slow him, or to try and push him off, saying shit like "OW...not so fucking hard!! OWW!" But he grabbed her hand and yanked it up, locking it against her back, she screamed out.

I was pissed I shot out of my seat and yelled "HEY!" Of course my dick was hard when I stood up. That was embarrassing. Marcus said "calm yourself John, bitch is fine...she gonna get used to this shit soon." Tentatively I sat down again.

Derrick continued his onslaught. Kimmy's skin was shinny with perspiration, and his thighs were slapping against her butt. Then he did something weird, he hooked fingers in her mouth one on each side, his hands on either side of her head. He pulled back a bit and that stretched her mouth open, uncomfortably. I guess they call it "fishhooking".

I figured that out because Shawn laughed raised his beer and said, "Yeah! Fishhook the bitch!" He finally finished inside her, jerking his hips hard and sending her headfirst into the sofa. He withdrew abruptly, and shoved her away from him. She lay panting on the sofa. Derrick said "nothin’ like fuckin’ open a fresh white cunt" Her pussy looked sopping wet, cum oozing from her. He hadn't even taken off his clothes yet.

Kimmy did not get a moments break, Marcus and Shawn were both ready again. Kimmy already looked exhausted. Marcus said "it was time to fuck dat sweet white Ass." Kimmy looked panicked again. This was the part she was most fearful of. Marcus asked if I'd brought some lubes, so I rushed into the bedroom and retrieved the bag, in it were five plastic bottles of Astroglide, fur-lined cuffs and the O-ring gag, Shawn had requested. I handed it to Marcus.

He upturned the bag on the floor and picked up a bottle and headed over to Kimmy. I thought she looked meek and scared before, she was now close to tears and a fullblown panic. She began to plead, and to look for reassurance. "You promised you'd take it easy, you said you'd do it slowly, I'm scared Marcus, I can't take you that hard in my butt, I can't..."

He was brutal, "Bitch I also promised you'd feel the pain of being a Blackman's bitch, there ain't gonna be no fuckin’ compromise, bitch." He was menacing. Then just as quickly his tone changed. He said, "I ain't gonna rip dat sweet ass, cause if I do that, it mean, you ain't ever gonna wanna drive your ass back. And like I said, you gonna be my regular married white slut. I'm gonna work this mutherfucker in you slow, then my Nigga Shawn gonna take a turn, then Derrick gonna take a turn then when you good and ready, we gonna double up on yo ass." With that he suggested we all move to the bedroom.

Marcus laid Kimmy on her back at the edge of the bed and shoved a pillow under her ass. He squirted some lube on his middle finger, and began working his finger into her butthole. She makes a whole different kinda sound when there is ass play. Both Derrick and Shawn hopped on the bed and positioned themselves on either side of her head. This was a first for her, servicing two cocks at once. She used both hands and switched her mouth from one man to the other, trying her damndest to keep both demanding men happy.

Marcus meanwhile had two fingers deep in her butt, he squirted lube in her to further ease his way. I was glad he was taking the time to ready her for his entry. Marcus really seemed to favor this position, I think most men would be doing this in the doggy style position, Marcus wanted to watch her face as he entered her. He had mentioned that several times in the chat rooms conversations.

Before he went any further he told me to come get a better look, he nodded at Shawn and Derrick and they moved out of the way for me. I sat on the bed next to Kimmy’s head, took her right hand in mine and held it tight. She looked worried but excited.

I'm the sick one, because even though I was concerned, part of me wanted to see him and the other two fuck her even harder and more viciously than they already were. They were good though, they were working Kimmy perfectly, play her fears and fantasies well, pushing her just far enough to make her lose control, yet not panic. I had never seen her so submissive. She's always been control of her life, of situations around her, and in control of men. All her life she's used her looks and natural charm to get men to do what she wanted, including me.

I thought she would break my hand when Marcus pushed the first 2 inches into her. She was breathing hard, she grimaced in pain. I honestly didn't know how she could take more. I know what her ass feels like, and trust me she's very tight back there. Marcus had his hands under her knees, raising up her legs similar to before. He was leaning over and watching her every flinch and expression. He slowly pressed more and more into her. I was watching the all close up, while holding Kimmy’s hand in mine. It was the most erotic moment so far.

Marcus sodomized her in the same position for a good fifteen minutes, gradually speeding up the pace and gradually deepening his thrusts, he was not as aggressive with her this time, he eventually came in her ass. When he pulled out I thought for sure her ass would gape open, but when he pulled out, it took a moment and her body closed up again.

The only thing that followed him out was a thin string of cum. Derrick took notice, saying how tight she must be, but Shawn was next to find out he moved Kimmy to her knees on the bed, her ass up high and her face on the bedspread, turned to the side. He was longer, so to Kimmy, this was a new challenge. He entered her with little trouble but when he got deeper, she began shaking and trying to scoot away. Shawn would have none of that. He shoved her back down, holding her hair in his hand like a leash. There was no doubt each of them would take what they wanted from her.

The room stank even more of sweat and sex. As you might imagine Derrick was next. He was the thickest of the lot. He had undressed by now. The tattoo on his neck was a name, probably his wife's name. He also had a large scar that looked like a knife had entered his side and exited his back. He saw me looking and laughed, he said he grew up in a tough neighborhood.

Kimmy was laying flat on her front on the bed exhausted. Derrick stroked his cock and straddled her lower torso. He hit her ass a few times hard "Wake up bitch". He took the bottle of astroglide and drizzled more lube in between her cheeks, while holding her open with his left hand. He leaned over her and began to suck on her neck, tongue her ears. She turned her head and allowed him to kiss her lips. He reached under her and grabbed hold of one of her breasts, pulling and working her nipple harder than I thought necessary.

"Feel this muther fucker..." He said as he entered her. Her mouth flew open. I didn't think after taking both Marcus and Shawn previously, Derrick would hurt her, but apparently he did. Kimmy tried to buck him off, but he was way too heavy for her.

She said the safeword. "Pancakes! Pancakes!" Guess what? It was an oversight, but we never informed Derrick of any safeword. Marcus told me to chill again. Derrick’s large thighs were on either side of her, his cock in her ass, one hand holding her head down, his other hand holding her wrist. Kimmy's other arm flailed wildly, Marcus grabbed it and pinned it down. Kimmy's was panicking, she was begging Marcus, ''Ow! Ow! Stop please! He's too big! Take it out! aaah!!"

"Just relax, baby," Marcus calmly told her. "Dat Nigga gonna be in you one way or another, quit fightn or you gonna hurt yoself. Don't be lookn at John. He can't do SHIT to stop this." Derrick hooked his feet on the insides of Kimmy thighs forcing them apart so he could get deeper in her. It did not look possible to fit that much into her, but he was making it happen. Eventually Kimmy realized struggling was not helping, she calmed down. Only then did Derrick proceed to push his whole length into her.

He pressed himself into her bowels slowly without withdrawing even slightly until his entire length was embedded in her. He then remained motionless allowing her to get used to him. He went back to kissing her, twisting her head around so he could suck on her face. Marcus reached in between her legs and began diddling her in her pussy and slapping her inner thighs while Derrick took his turn in her ass. She came hard shaking and moaning, struggling to breathe.

Derrick was a strong man, he put his arm around her neck and an arm around her waist, stood up without removing himself from her ass. Lifting her up, he turned and sat down so she was straddling him. She looked bewildered having been spun around so quickly. Now poor Kimmy was accessible from the front, Shawn was ready, he knee walked between her legs, pushing her back, he brought his cock in line and rammed into her pussy. She threw her head back throwing her hair into Derricks face and screamed out. His hands were on her hips moving her body back and forth, impaling her on them both.

I've never had the pleasure of DP'ing a girl before and was definitely envious. I could only imagine the tightness, the feeling of performing such an act on someone so seemingly "good". Shawn didn't finish in this position, instead he stepped off and Marcus took a turn. She was most vocal while she was being DP'd.

The evening went on. Kimmy got a break after the dp'ing. She showered, douched, and gave herself another enema. She needed it because she was looking and smelling pretty skanky. By that time it was about eleven o’clock. I was not really watching the clock. They order more room service, burgers, ribs and shit. Stuff I was more than happy to supply. Kimmy was too exhausted to eat much. She had a couple of bites of club sandwich and some Gatorade that I brought from home. They let her put on her robe(only) while she ate, only cause the room tended to get cool when they weren't fucking.

Kimmy's break lasted long enough for the "crew" as they called themselves, to come up with humiliating things for Kimmy to do. She complied reluctantly. Picture this. Kimmy all refreshed in her pink dog collar, a matching pink nylon leash led in to the center of the living room. Stark naked she is made to lay with her legs spread wide, exposing herself to the four of us, her hands by her sides.

Derrick proceeds to pick up a pickle that came with one of the burgers and he inserts the cold vegetable into Kimmy’s pussy. He makes her force it out of her pussy as hard as she can just to see how far she can propel the four inch vegetable projectile. They laughed, boy did they laugh. Derrick made her do that a few times. It didn't go very far, but Marcus and Shawn had fun trying to catch it.

The O-ring gag finally came into play, Kimmy hated this and I could easily see why. In case you are not familiar with the device, it’s a metal ring with leather straps that tie to the back of the wearers head. The ring goes into the wearer’s mouth, keeping the mouth open eliminating any control of that orifice. Marcus was not into it, he said he liked the feel of lips on his cock.

Shawn and Derrick however liked this allot. I think they liked it more due to what it did to Kimmy, as opposed to the feeling. Both of them had her in a few of different positions, on her knees, on her back then on her front. She was never allowed to use her hands, in fact she got a good tit slapping and wrenching when her hands involuntarily moved. I didn't really like watching this part. I didn't like watching her drool and spit all over herself. I like to see her pretty.

Soon they went back to fucking. Kimmy was used and abused similarly all night till about five o’clock in the morning. When they finally left she was so tired she could barely stand. I did manage to run a bath for her, and put her into the bed.

The room was trashed. I did my best to clean up. I moved the furniture back to where it was, and moved the room service cart outside. Kimmy was fast asleep, naked in bed. I drew the covers back to look at her. She had bruises all over her tits, her anus and pussy were angry red. I knew she was going to be in bad shape for a few days at least.

The next morning....

We drove home from on Sunday morning, shared the freeway with families going to church. Kimmy was asleep in the seat next to me with her large black Chanel sunglasses on. I was glad she was too exhausted to want to speak. I would not have known what to say. This was a big thing we did. Life changing. I had spent all my time and energy consumed with the planning and execution of this event that I had not thought for a moment about the fall-out.

Thankfully Sunday mornings meant no traffic, we were home in forty minutes. Mom's with children, joggers and men on racing bikes in those ridiculous skin tight cycling outfits littered the suburban streets. The sound of gas powered lawn mowers came from all directions. I waved hello at a neighbor as I pulled into our garage and shut it before walking around to Kimmy's side and picking her up.

I put her in bed, drew the blinds and left her. Wondering what to do with myself now what I... WE had dreamed of had finally taken place and I was left with a sense of emptiness. I was gone without sleep now for twenty-four hours but I was still buzzing. I forced myself to watch television, not really paying attention to what was on the TV, just staring blankly at the moving pictures. My mind was still in the hotel room. I ran over every detail, as much as I could remember in my head. Then thought, I'd better write this down, and here we are.....

The big question posed to me by a good friend was; will we find something to fill the void? We'll have to wait and see.