4 comments/ 13105 views/ 2 favorites Mistress Monique By: PornGoddess2 Bob checked carefully - Mary was sound asleep. Walking quietly to the living room, he opened his attache case and took out the DVD. The new "First Time Fuckbunnies". Every month, on his way home from work, he stopped by the adult book store and rented the latest in his favorite "pro-am" series. But he had to keep it secret, because Mary didn't approve of porn. So Bob contented himself with watching Dick Raide (and occasional other guys and, very occasionally, a woman), every week as he would fuck five or six girls in every hole they had, doing the things Bob would never dare to ask his shy, quiet wife to do. Most of the girls were talented cocksuckers, too, who didn't have any problems swallowing Dick's thick ten-incher, and certainly had no objection to Dick working them over with a tongue that rivaled Gene Simmons's. This disk featured five newcomers, making their first porn videos, and several of Dick's fellow professionals, as well, according to the box. Bob stripped off the boxers he'd gone to bed next to Mary in, popped the DVD in the player, turned on the TV (volume very low, no sense risking waking Mary) and sat down on the couch, remote in hand. The first girl, Angel, was a blonde with huge tits. As usual, Dick asked her a few questions about herself- her name, her age, why she was doing this ("Money," she said, forthrightly), whether her boyfriend approved (or if he even knew) and soon. Then he asked her to take off her top, which she did, setting her boobs free; big as they were, they still stayed high and round and didn't sag. ("I thought so," Bob thought to himself, "they have got to be implants.") Then, at Dick's urging, Angel pulled up her short skirt, revealing her clean shaven crotch and her lack of panties, and began to finger herself. Her pussy was already excited-looking, and soon she was dripping, as she brought herself to an obviously real orgasm. ("Nice," thought Bob, "Most of them are faking...") Then Dick stepped into the shot, his massive cock already standing high and hard, and she opened her mouth and sucked it in. It wasn't the best blowjob Bob had ever seen ("But even the worst is pretty damn good," he thought.) and Dick grabbed her head and began pumping her mouth, fucking it like a pussy. She managed to take almost all of him in and didn't seem too stressed by the treatment. As Dick kept on fucking her throat, she began fingering her clit again, and seemed to have another orgasm. Her skirt fell back over her upturned ass as, pulling out of her mouth, Dick turned her around on the bed on her elbows and knees with her butt in the air. Folding her skirt up on her ass, he knelt down and proceeded to give her cunt and her asshole a thorough licking, until her pussy was shiny with her own juices and his spit. Standing up, he placed the head of his cock at her opening, grabbed her hips, and with one thrust, filled her with the full ten inches, as she gasped in shock and probably some discomfort. Dick began slowly pumping the girl's stretched pussy with short strokes, obviously working to stretch her and loosen her up somewhat, then gradually began thrusting harder and faster until he was slamming his full length in and out of her. Angel grunted with each stroke, shoving back to meet them, clutching the sheets to brace herself, as she began to moan in another orgasm. Suddenly Dick pulled out, rolled her over, grabbed her legs behind the knees, and slammed back into her now-gaping cunt. Again he pistoned in and out, this time twisting his hips with each stroke so that his cock was twisting inside her like a power mixer. She was past moaning now, tossing her head from side to side, wide eyed, as she wailed her way to another orgasm. Pulling out again, he he stepped back as she sat up, and then moved in for her to begin sucking his glistening cock again, thrusting in and out of her mouth for a while, then, straddling her body, he squeezed her huge tits together around his cock and fucked them until he he drew back and, as she held him with one hand and aimed him at her open mouth, he blasted out a huge gush of semen, which mostly went in her mouth but also splattered up her face from forehead to chin. The camera slowly zoomed in as she reached up and scooped a fingerful of cum as it dripped from her chin, and sucked it off her finger and then grinned at the camera. "Not bad," Bob thought. "Nothing special, but a pretty good fuck." The second girl was a petite back girl named Shamira, and she couldn't manage to deep throat all of Dick's cock, but she climbed on in reverse cowgirl position and rode him like a rodeo champ, and then actually managed to take the big thing up her ass in doggie position. This time Dick blasted his cum all over her back. "Man," was what Bob said to himself, "How the hell could she take all that?" By now Bob had, so to speak, taken manners in hand, and was slowly stroking his hard cock (only about seven inches, but, hey, what you do is at least as important as what you have, as he always told himself when he felt inadequate watching porn studs). He was hoping to pace himself and not cum until the very last girl's money shot. The third girl, Heather, was another blonde - thin, with tattoos on her tits, which were nothing to brag about, even compared to Shamira's obviously unenhanced pair, and microscopic compared to Angel's plastic monsters. She had a deep tan, with incredibly white (and narrow - on her tits they were barely wider than her areolae) bikini lines, which made her trimmed but not shaven cunt hair stand out sharply, and was, Bob admitted to himself, pretty erotic. Her specialty appeared to be acrobatic sex, and the final position had her on the floor on her back, with her knees beside her ears, as Dick pounded her wide-open pussy from above and behind. She unfolded quite quickly, and sucked Dick till he came to finish off her segment. "That acrobatic stuff doesn't look as if it would be all that much fun, actually," was Bob's thought. Girl number four, Tamara, was a Goth chick with soot-back hair, dead white skin (in contrast to Heather's tan), too much dark eye-shadow and mascara, and black lipstick. She had too many piercings for Bob's taste. on the other hand, she came wrapped in a mid calf length black skirt with a jagged hemline and a fishnet top that covered her goodsized tits without actually concealing them, which Bob thought was rather sexy. She also had on black fishnet hose and shoes with four-inch heels, and, as it turned out, when she lifted up her skirt to masturbate at Dick's instructions, a black garter belt holding the fishnets up and crotchless black panties. Bob had always liked girls in garter belts and hose (and high heels), but the erotic effect was somewhat spoiled for him by the revelation that, in addition to her lower lip, left nostril and both nipples, her clit was pierced as well. He watched in amazement as she managed to stroke four fingers in and out of her cunt, and then it was time for her to suck Dick's cock. She did a very good job of it, and, from all appearance, Dick, at least, approved of the stud through her tongue. The actual fucking was fairly routine, though the fact she was wearing the garter belt and hose and the crotchless panties (and nothing else), and their black color contrasted to her white skin added a certain amount of zing as she stood with her high-heeled feet well apart, elbows on the bed, wailing like a cat in heat with obvious pleasure as Dick plowed first her pussy and then her ass from behind. Bob realized that there was only one girl to go, and none of the other porn professionals had yet made an appearance. "Jeeze," he thought, "this last girl must be something special." The title card said "Monique". The scene faded in, revealing a tall redhead, wearing a skin-tight black leather cat suit; it covered her whole body, ending high on her neck. She carried a whip in one hand and a set of handcuffs in the other, and wore large dark glasses that hid half her face and, taken all in all, gave her a sinister look. Erotic as all hell, but sinister. The camera panned slowly down along her long, slender legs, finally reaching her feet. She wore red leather boots with laces that reached almost to her knees, they had heels at least as high as the ones Tamara had worn. Bob, however, hardly took in the specific details, because her left foot rested on the back of the head of one of Dick's frequent female co-stars who lay at her feet, nude, blindfolded and gagged. Lifting her foot and leaning forward, Monique snapped the cuffs on the wrists of the prostrate woman behind her back and then pulled her to her feet by the bound wrists. Shoving her onto the bed, she reached down to her crotch and opened a zipper that ran from the bottom of her belly all the way under her mound and up to the top of her perfectly-shaped ass. The crotch of the suit gaped open, revealing a completely shaven cunt that already glistened. The heels on her boots made her at least six feet tall, and downright menacing. In an erotic fashion, Bob again reminded himself. She reached up and pulled open two concealed plackets, exposing her hard, erect nipples and areolae. Stepping toward the bed, she stripped the velcro-sealed ball gag from the handcuffed blonde's mouth, and, still without a word, grabbed her by the back of the head and pulled her face into her own crotch, which she began to rub over the other woman's face. Finally, she spoke, in a near-whisper that still managed to be full of command. "Lick me, bitch," she hissed, pressing the woman's face even more tightly to her crotch, leaning backward to thrust her cunt directly into her face. The blindfolded porn star began lapping at the wide-open cunt her face was pressed against, but apparently not quickly or deeply enough to please Mistress Monique, who raised the whip she still held and brought it down on her back and shoulders. Bob winced when he realized that the whip was actually leaving red marks - not deep ones, nothing that would leave a permanent mark, but the sound of it meeting the woman's flesh was chilling. Eventually it appeared that Monique had had enough of this, because she shoved the bound woman onto her back on the bed, then swung a leg to straddle her face and again thrust her cunt into the woman's face, as she hissed "More, slut." As the blonde began licking and sucking her cunt and her clit, she leaned back for a moment, then leaned forward, and shoved the butt end of her whip roughly into the other girl's snatch, pumping it in and out as if it were a dildo. Bob could see that the whip's butt shone with moisture from the wide-open cunt it was violating. "Could she be turned on?" he wondered. Then the camera zoomed to a closer shot of Monique's cunt and the helpless blindfolded woman's face, smeared with Monique's wetness, her tongue and lips working to please her mistress ... and he realised that her nipples were fully erect and obviously hard as little pebbles in masochistic pleasure. Suddenly, Monique gave several piercing moans and more wetness smeared her slave's face, and the girl actually screamed (somewhat muffled by Monique's cunt as her mistress ground it harder yet against her face in orgasm) and convulsed in ecstasy, repeatedly thrusting her hips up and forward, trying to drive the whip even deeper into her convulsing cunt. The picture faded out. It faded back in, revealing Monique, still wearing the leather cat suit, the crotch still unzipped, and the black shades, standing surrounded by three nude male porn stars. All three already had erections that obviously owed nothing to viagra, as Monique's leather gloved fingers stroked their cocks two at a time. Without a word, she knelt before one, still holding the other two guys' cocks, and slowly took the head of his big cock in her mouth. Still slowly, stroking the cocks she held in either hand, she leaned forward, and in one stroke, swallowed his ten inches all the way to the base. She began to move her head slowly back and forth, the hard rod slipping from between her lips until only the head was in her mouth, then again swallowing the whole thing. After a while of that, she released the other guys, and, allowing the whole cock to slip from her mouth, began jacking him with one hand as she licked his balls and then carefully, one at a time, sucked them between her red lips. Her other hand reached down and two fingers began to stroke in and out of her own dripping cunt. Standing again, she stepped over to the bed, and one of the guys lay down on it, his hard cock pointing straight up in the air. Straddling him, she spread her pussy lips and guided the purple head inside, and then. in one smooth move. slipped all the way down until her mound flattened his pubic hair. The other two studs knelt next to her on either side of the bed, and she reached out and again began stroking their cocks, turning her head first one way and then the other, sucking each a few strokes in turn as she pumped her cunt up and down the big dick inside her. And then Dick walked into view. Kneeling on the bed, between the legs of guy underneath Monique, he began to play with her ass with a fingertip. Carefully, he slipped the tip of one finger inside her rosebud, sliding it in and out, gradually deeper, until it was fully buried in her ass. Then he added a second finger, patiently working to loosen her tight passage more, until both digits were easily slipping in and out. And a third finger began violating her butt until she was wide open ... and then he pulled his fingers loose and placed the tip of his thick, long cock where they had been, pressing forward until the head popped through the tight little ring of muscle. He paused for a moment, then pressed slowly forward again, and inch after inch of the stiff monster disappeared up Monique's wide-stretched asshole. The guy underneath had stopped moving as Dick began to fuck Monique's butt, now he began to thrust upward into her cunt again, and soon he and Dick had established a rhythm together, the two monster cocks sliding in and out alternately, as the stud on the bottom began sucking her erect nipples... Meanwhile, Monique continued to suck the two cocks she held in her hands. All four men began moving faster and faster, Dick and the other guy slamming harder and harder into her, the guys she was sucking pumping their cocks into her mouth as if it was a cunt. Suddenly, with an orgasmic wail, she threw back her head, as the two cocks she held began to pump, spurting semen all over her face, splashing the dark glasses she still wore, and the rest of her face. As they finished, she gave each a final lick, cum dripping off her chin, and then began thrusting back against the two cocks in her two holes even more strongly, until Dick pulled out of her ass and she rolled off the other guy, then turned, and, clutching their cocks now, took two more blasts into her mouth and all over her face. "She looks like one of those bukkake girls," Bob thought. "Jeeze - even her glasses are smeared almost completely over." All four porn actors stepped back, and Monique sat for a moment, licking cum off her lips and her fingers with evident pleasure. And then she looked straight into the camera, and reached up, pulling off the dark glasses and the red wig, revealing the honey-brown hair of... "MARY?!?" Bob almost shouted as his wife's smiling face stared back at him and she sucked a little more cum off her fingertips. "That's right, asshole," snapped a voice from behind him. Turning, he faced Mary, his demure wife, now wearing the black catsuit and red boots, with the addition of a red skirt that came - barely - past her crotch. "What ... Why...?" was all he could manage. "Because you never figured out that all you had to do was ask. I was too shy to say anything to you - my mother taught me that 'Nice girls don't talk about that stuff, ' even if I wanted it. No - instead you kept bringing home porn and watching it and beating off while you thought I was asleep. "well, I decided to get my jollies and send you a message. I kept an eye on the porn you rented, and decided that "First Time Fuckbunnies" was our favorite. And I e-mailed Dick Raide at the address on the box, and while you thought I was visiting an old college friend in LA, I went in and we shot that video. "And I knew it was due out this week, and I knew you'd watch it, and so I pretended to be asleep, and you did." She stepped around the couch, and Bob realized that she was holding a suitcase. "And I've got a ticket to LA in my purse, and I'm on my way out the door. I've got a five-picture contract with one of the big porn companies, and I'm going to do all five of them, and I'm going to do everything I did in that video, and more. And they say that after that, if the five do as well as they expect, and Mistress Monique is a name people recognize, I can be my own producer. "And after I finish those first pictures, I may call you, and then you can come out to LA and visit me, and maybe - just maybe - you can persuade me to let you move in with me and work for me in the pictures I do after that." And she stepped toward the door. "Oh, yes," she said. "This is going to cost you your deposit, but you need something to remember me by while you wait for me to call you." And she picked up the DVD case, opened her suitcase, grabbed something out ... And then she handed the case back to him, and he saw that, in hot pink marker, she had written "To the man who missed the point - maybe you can please me someday. Mistress Monique." And, with a wink and a blown kiss, she walked out the door... Mistress Monique Of Kenya I work as a security guard in the City of Ottawa, Ontario. Not the most glamorous job in the world, especially for a guy in his late twenties who's close to completing his university studies in the Capital after a long hiatus from the higher education system. The name is Stephenson Jacques, and I'm a big and tall young Black man of Haitian descent with a story to share with you. Struggling to pay rent and tuition is nothing new to me, but dealing with heartache at the same time definitely took its toll on a brother. Alright, a few months ago I got dumped by Dominique Abbasid, the lovely Middle-Eastern gal I'd been dating for the past year or so. Dominique and I came from different worlds. I am a Haitian-Canadian guy raised in the Catholic faith, the son of immigrants who moved to Ontario from the isles of the Caribbean in the early 1990s. As for my former lady love Dominique, she's of Arab Christian descent. Tall, bronze-skinned, with long Black hair, an athletic body and a big round ass, this Arab Christian cutie was to die for. Too bad loving Dominique nearly killed me. The Arab guys at my school like to have their way with Black girls and White girls but they don't like seeing Arab chicks with men of other races. They tend to stare when they saw Dominique and I together. Well, Dominique and I got together and stuck it out for a good while. I really thought she was the one. Unfortunately, I was wrong. Dominique dumped my Haitian ass for some red-haired White dude, and from what I can garner from their Facebook photos, they're all over each other. Good for them. Me? I am trying to move on with my life, thank you very much. While working security, I got sent to this drugstore which needed protection on its overnight shift because of a rash of robberies in the area. I met a most remarkable woman. Monique Kilonzo, a short, pleasantly plump, lovely Black lady of Kenyan descent. Monique works as a manager with the drugstore's overnight shift, and we got along fairly well. To be honest, that surprised the hell out of me. A lot of people treat you like shit when you're a security guard. Why? I don't know. I still have nightmares about this government office downtown where I worked as a security guard for a few months. All of these uptight snobs working for the federal government treat cleaners, security people and even construction workers like we're second-class citizens or a lower form of human being. I don't know if it's because a lot of people in those jobs are visible minorities, recent newcomers from places like Africa, Asia and Latin America. For the most part, these uptight bozos are middle-aged White guys and older White chicks, all of them with something stuck up their butts and not the fun way. Guess who I ran into one afternoon while exiting the uptight government office? None other than Monique Kilonzo, the lovely Black lady from the Republic of Kenya. The lady was on her way to her car after making a transaction at the nearby CIBC Bank. I was one of hundreds of people stuck downtown, waiting for the OC Transpo buses. I can't stand the buses because they shortchange their clientele, and the overly entitled older White folks working in the government offices downtown still have an attitude problem while on the bus. I just needed to catch a bus from Metcalfe Street and ride it till Bayview Station, where I'd catch the O-Train and get to the university campus easily. As easy as one, two and three. Of course, nothing was going right that day. To my right stood a well-dressed but absolutely horrible human being. An older White dude who felt it was okay to sneeze way too close to me without covering his damn mouth or apologizing. See what I told you about their sense of entitlement? Well, I might have to watch out around these entitled old White guys at work but on the street, anyone is fair game. I told the old White bozo exactly where he could stuff it, and he blinked and stared at me, stunned. They're not used to being confronted over their bullshit in Ottawa, I swear. Everyone was staring because young Black men in Ottawa don't stand up to well-dressed, entitled and politely racist older White guys. It's like an unwritten rule or something. Well, fuck that! I wasn't having the best of days, but things got better once Monique Kilonzi came along. The fine-looking sister from Kenya drove up in her bright red car, and honked at me, a smile on her lovely face. Just like that, Monique offered me a ride. I smiled and nodded at the lady, then hesitantly got on and we drove away. Seriously, I wasn't expecting that. Monique and I had casually spoken while I worked security at her drugstore, but that was about it. Monique gave me a ride to Bayview Station, and I caught the O-Train and made it on time for my 5 PM class. I work from eight in the morning to four o'clock in the afternoon five days a week. Doing endless patrols in this lofty office building because that's what is expected of a security guard. All for eleven dollars per hour. I'm surrounded by men and women who make close to a hundred thousand dollars a year. They treat me like shit. Welcome to my, well, existence. Understand that having people being nice to me isn't something that I am used to. Monique's kindness touched me in many ways. I decided to look up the pretty lady on Facebook, and sent her a friendly thank you message. Well, folks, that's how it all began. Monique and I became friends, and in time, our friendship turned into a torrid affair. I am 27 years old. I've worked odd jobs from kitchen aide to bricklayer, security guard, mechanic and shelf stocker at Loblaw's and cashier at Wal-Mart. I didn't feel like college or university after high school. At the age of 24 I returned to school. At 27, I am close to finally getting a Bachelor's degree in Commerce from one of Canada's leading universities. I feel odd on campus because these young women are much younger than I, and we have different expectations. I want something serious or halfway serious with a decent lady, while all these chicks want is casual fun. Monique Kilonzo, the gorgeous MILF from Kenya, is 41 years old and has two daughters, Annie, who is 23 and Jennifer, age 19. The lady is recently divorced, knows what she wants, and doesn't bullshit. Well, that's okay by me, folks. Monique is the lady who changed my life for the better. The lady saw something in me. Monique sat me down and told me what she wanted of me. The Kenyan MILF is seriously into something called BDSM, and she is very dominant. Oh, and she's seeking someone to play with on a regular basis. Well, I am a highly experimental person when it comes to sexual matters. We were a definite match! The first time we played together, Monique established some ground rules. In her dungeon/basement, I was to call her Mistress Emali, after her hometown in the Makueni region of the Republic of Kenya. Well, folks, Mistress Emali definitely rocked my world. Monique Kilonzi, the polite and friendly, motherly plump African lady vanished, replaced by a leather-clad, booted and riding crop-wielding dominatrix. I knelt before Mistress Emali, as I was instructed to. I felt both nervous and sexually aroused. Weird, eh? Mistress Emali smiled at me and stroked my big dark dick, and then when I got hard, she squeezed my balls until it hurt and I begged for mercy. Laughing, Mistress Emali bent me over her knee and gave my Haitian ass a sound spanking. Hmm, I hadn't gotten spanked by a Black woman in almost two decades. I really liked it, the delicious pain and wicked pleasure. Afterwards, Mistress Emali took me to the washroom and made me clean my ass with soap and water, then we returned to the basement for more fun. I must admit that when the Kenyan dominatrix donned her thick Black strap-on dildo, I was scared shitless. Grinning wickedly, Mistress Emali bent me over and then lubricated my asshole with some hand cream, Aloe I believe it was called. Mistress Emali caressed my ass and told me to relax, then she spread my cheeks and then pressed the business end of the dildo against my bum. I winced as Mistress Emali pushed the dildo into my ass, and then the screaming began. How did it feel the first time my Haitian ass got fucked in the ass by a Kenyan dominatrix wielding a strap-on dildo? Well, it felt oddly good. Mistress Emali gripped my hips and fucked me good, sliding the dildo deep into my asshole. I squirmed, I moaned, I screamed and I tried to flee, but my dominatrix held onto me and fucked me. It was absolutely the most intense sexual experience of my lifetime. Did I like it? Hell no! I loved it! Got my dick so hard I shot cum all over the damn place. Monique Kilonzo/Mistress Emali of Kenya and I began a wonderful relationship, one that was mutually beneficial. Monique is divorced and enjoying her freedom, and she hasn't hidden this from her grown up daughters. I met them and they're lovely ladies. I've only got eyes for Monique, though. Like I said before, gals my age or close to it leave me cold. Had enough of them on the university campus. I'm a grown man and I prefer a grown woman. Monique and I don't have time for games. We go to movies and restaurants together, enjoy each other's company and fuck each other silly. We don't call it dating. We just call it our time together. Works for us. Peace.