0 comments/ 62698 views/ 1 favorites Brooke's Fantastic Adventures Ch. 01 By: GentleGeorge Chapter 1: Soft Lips My name is Brooke, and I'm a 22 year old black woman with a fantastic body who has asked George to tell you about my adventures over the last year. First, some background about me. My mom and I lost my dad when I was eight, and we lived comfortably on the insurance and savings we had in my old neighborhood in the city. I had lots of friends whom I had grown up with and went to school with. One day when I was eleven, my mom came home after a party she had attended, and was head over heels over this guy she had met there. They started dating, but I was young and paid little attention to her activities. The guy arrived one evening to pick her up, and I answered the door, and was surprised to see a rather striking middle aged white man. Long story short, after courting my mom for more than a year, they got married and we moved to his large mansion in the rich section of the city. Unfortunately, the marriage and move meant I ould no longer go to my old school. My mom took me to the public school near our new home, but she and I both saw it was mostly snobby and spoiled white kids, and with my step-father's advice, I was enrolled mid-year in a private middle school. I went from having lots of friends to knowing nobody. The first year was rough, being the new kid on the block. Also, there were only a few blacks in my school, mostly recruited male jocks, and I was the only black girl in most of my classes. So my first year was really depressing. I fell into the wrong crowd in order to get popular – doing drugs several times a week. My mom and step-father were constantly entertaining or going to parties with his commercial real estate clients, and had very little time for me. They even forgot my 14th birthday. One day, I was caught using drugs in the school's bathroom by the janitor. My parents were called in and informed about what I had been doing. I got expelled. At age 14, I was enrolled in a girls' private school in Switzerland that specialized in troubled youth. It might as well have been at a military academy, as they did not allow cell phones, music players, watching television, going on the internet, etc. It was like we were back in 1920. The school did have very supervised trips to several European cities, so I did get to see the sights in Rome, London, Vienna and Paris. The first six weeks are called beast, where you live with another new girl and they watch you like a hawk every minute. I went into withdrawals during that time, and that sucked. They taught us the rules, we were there to study and learn, and there was no place for parties, dancing, music, or any other entertainment. I actually failed a few of the initial tests, plus throwing up the first several weeks, so I ended up repeating parts of beast and staying there for nine weeks. Finally, I passed, and was released to the rest of the school, about 120 girls who lived eight to a room, went to classes nine hours a day, studied another four, and were in bed by 10 pm each night. We even had classes on Saturday. Besides the trips to other countries once every other month, about three times a year we were allowed to go home for a ten day period. I would fly to the states, and my parents would meet me at the airport. They would plan a few activities for me, but I could not go out to movies or parties or really leave the mansion at all. My parents were afraid that I would do drugs again, so my visits home were highly supervised just like the school. On the first trip home, my parents held a party on Friday night for my step-father's clients, mostly all black middle-aged men who were involved in lots of commercial real estate businesses. Thinking back, I think my step-father was the only white person at the party. I was confined to my room, and spent my time watching television and playing music, which my parents allowed. It seemed the party was going strong when I fell asleep after midnight. The next morning when I came down for breakfast, I noticed my mother escorting three of the clients out the door. I did not think anything of that, figuring that they probably had gotten drunk and slept overnight in one of the five guest bedrooms we had. During my senior year, when I came home, I noticed that my mom seemed different. She would go out at night and come home late. She did entertain clients on Friday night with my step-father, but the other nights she went out. I guess I was not surprised when I got the call from my step-father. Apparently, my mother was having an affair with this black guy, and decided to run away with him. And she had cleared out all the bank accounts, maxed out credit cards, cashed in the securities, etc, leaving very little money. He still had the mansion, and his commercial real estate business, but had very little immediate income to pay for my private school's next semester. He was not sure where my mother had gone, though he did plan to hire a private detective try to find her. Over the next few months, my step-father was unsuccessful in finding my mother, and with the end of term with no hope of paying tuition, we both decided that I should come home, live at the mansion, and start college at the local community college. I came home and moved what little stuff I had into my room. Being at the private school for six years, without access to the all the electronic stuff that keeps coming out, I quickly noticed that I was probably the only college student in the city walking around not listening to music or chatting on a cell phone. To be honest, I did not miss it as I never had it, and really was not interested in having it either. I spent early August getting some clothes, as my private school required uniforms and the community college did not. I was a little tense going to school that first day, knowing not a soul. As luck would have it, there was another girl who lived four houses down the street from my step-father's mansion. Carlee is a white girl, a few inches shorter than I with cute 34C tits, brown hair and blue eyes. We met in my first class, and had four of the six classes together. She also had a car, and I did not have to ride the bus home. My step-father asked me about my first day, and he was OK with me riding to and from school with Carlee. I was still restricted to only going to and from school. Carlee and I hit it off right from the start. Her parents are rich, and she has been on several trips to Europe, so we shared with each other our experiences visiting the sites. She could not get over my lack of interest in electronic devices like cell phones and iPods, so I finally explained the private school in Switzerland, and she felt that it was gross of my parents to send me there. Meanwhile, I was not looking forward to my first weekend home alone in the mansion with my step-father. The first two weekends before school started were quiet with my step-father's driver taking me to stores to get clothes for school, and my step-father was away working. But my step-father had mentioned that he was going to have a party on Friday night. Lucky for me, Carlee came home with me on Thursday afternoon and met my step-father at dinner, and suggested that we would go to the football game on Friday evening and then invited me to stay over at her place that night. I was surprised when my step-father agreed to her request. We went to the game, and I was quite bored, as it was my first time ever seeing American football. There was a dance after the game, and Carlee persuaded me to go to it even though I did not have explicit permission to go. We stayed for about 90 minutes, and we both danced with a couple of boys; then left for Carlee's house. I met her parents, who seemed very nice, and went to Carlee's room, which was huge with a big flat screened television, a queen sized bed, and lots of music. We unwound and finally went to bed about midnight. As we lay there, I was thinking about whether or not I wanted to seduce Carlee or not. I guess we both were not very sleepy, as Carlee asked me what I had thought about the boys that had asked us to dance. I mentioned that while dancing to a slow song, one of the guys had rubbed against my leg and was getting hard in doing so. Carlee started to laugh, and then I just naturally moved my hand over and started to rub her back. She turned to me, and I just said something like, let me show you how we were dancing and see if it gets you hot. We were still lying on the bed, and I imitated how a guy likes to dance with a girl, and I pushed my pelvis into Carlee's thigh. Carlee continued to laugh; saying something like that was really getting her hot, very sarcastically. Then I said something like, let me show you how to really get a girl hot, and moved my knee up into her pelvis area and started to rub her pussy. I figured that if Carlee was not interested, she would move away, but she did not. I pulled her close to me, and then began to kiss her on the lips, and slowly inserted my tongue into her mouth. She responded in kind. After a few minutes kissing her, I moved my mouth down to her neck and began moving across it, to and from her ears, sucking on them and then moving back down her neck. I then moved down to her chest and began to suck her nipples through the tee shirt she was wearing. He nips became hard, and I sucked on them harder and due to her moans, I continued to do that and sometimes bit a little bit on them too. Meanwhile, I moved my hand down to her pussy, and began to finger her slowly, rubbing up and down her hairy slit and to her clit. She became very wet and soon she shouted in my ears that she was coming. That is when I really bit one of her nipples really hard. She then surprised me, pushing me on my back, pulled my night gown up and started to suck on my tits. I loved it. Her hand reached down to my bald pussy, and she was really surprised that I was shaved. She surprised me again by moving her mouth down to it, tonguing my pussy and sucking on my clit. All this attention caused me to have two quick climaxes. We continued to play for another hour, and the next morning Carlee told me that I was the second girl she had had sex with, the other being a cousin during the summer when she visited her. Needless to say, Carlee and I started to have an affair over the next month; we could not get enough of each other. Both my step-father and her parents allowed us to study in each other's rooms after school about three times a week, and each Friday night we alternated staying overnight. I do not think my step-father suspected anything was going on with Carlee and me, as he seemed very busy in his real estate activities. However, I found out that Carlee's mom had quickly figured out what we were doing, and I became surprised when she asked me for a favor one day. Carlee's mom's name is Beth, and she pretty much looks like her daughter except she is about 75 pounds heavier. One Saturday morning, I had stayed overnight in Carlee's bed (and played with her for several hours), but Carlee had an Advanced Placement test to take at 8 o'clock, so I just said I was going to sleep in; so Carlee got dressed and left and I fell back asleep. Beth was shaking me awake and asking me if I was still alive and wanted anything for lunch. I was nude under the covers which were down to my waist, so she clearly saw my tits as she woke me. And she could clearly smell pussy on my face and all over the bed. "It looks like you two had a very good time last night; hopefully Carlee got enough sleep to pass her test today." I looked at Beth, not knowing what to say. "Oh, I have known that you two were fucking each other from the first night you stayed, it would take a deaf person like my husband not to hear you two screaming after each climax." I immediately started breathing again, relieved that the secret was out and Beth did not seem to be too worried. Then Beth said something that caused even my jaw to drop. "I use to do the same thing when I was in college with my roommate. I have not had the opportunity to play with a woman since I got married. You are so beautiful, and I would love to suck your tits and clit and make you cum." I reached up to her and she began to kiss me. And so began my affair with Beth. Brooke's Fantastic Adventures Ch. 02 Chapter 2: White Meat My name is Brooke, and I'm a 22 year old black woman with a fantastic body who has asked George to tell you about my adventures over the last year. After the first month during my first year in community college, my white classmate Carlee and I have been having a nice lesbian affair. We get together and "study" about three times a week and usually spend Friday nights at either of our homes. While Carlee left one Saturday morning for a standardized test, Carlee's mom approached me and we began having sex about once a week. I have not told Carlee about this, as I'm not sure how she would react to this news. Meanwhile, with no evidence of drug or drinking, my step-father is slowly letting loose the tight reins he has had on me since I returned from six years at a private school in Switzerland. He has allowed Carlee and me to attend school events, like football and soccer games and the Friday night school dance. My step-father told me that he had a business trip to San Francisco and he would be gone from Wednesday until Monday, but he trusted me to host Carlee at our house this Friday. I promised that I would abide by the rules and act like he was present. When Carlee heard the news, I could immediately see her mind churning with a plan. I tried to find out what was on her mind, but she would not reveal it. She just told me that I would find out on Friday all about it. I punished her after school on Thursday by teasing her clit but stopping before she came. Carlee's mom Beth asked me to stay for dinner, but I told her I needed to get home before my step-father called to see how my day went. I walked home, and my step-father called right at 6 pm. After asking about my day, I then laid out my schedule for Friday, which was going to school, then watching the women's soccer game after school, Carlee and I grabbing a bite to eat then going to the football game, then going to the school dance and being home by 11 pm with Carlee staying overnight. He approved of my plans, and said he would call me at 11 tomorrow. I made something to eat, and then went into the study to actually write a paper that was due on Monday. About 7 pm, the door bell rang, and after looking through the peephole, I saw it was Beth. She told me that she was suppose to be at some club meeting, and had until about 10 pm to play with me. We went quickly to my bedroom and got undressed. When she took off her bra, her sagging breasts revealed a chain clipped to both of her nipples. I grabbed the chain, and pulled her down between my legs, where she started to eat my bald pussy. After eating me to a great orgasm, she pulled out an eight inch dildo out of her bag with some straps. I just lay there watching her put on the straps, and then attached the dildo to the front of it. It looked really kinky for a 42 year old with breasts sagging to her stomach and a c-section scar with a cock sticking out of her hairy pussy. I spread my legs, and she got between them, inserted the fake cock, and began to fuck me. She fucked me really, really hard. I came a couple of times, and then she pulled my legs up on her shoulders, and put the head of the dildo against my rosebud. I generally prefer lube, but tonight she was dominating me and I really did not care about the pain. Thank goodness the dildo was a little slick from my pussy juices, as she just pushed it in and it really did hurt a lot, and she just started to pound my asshole. Slowly, the pain subsided and I began to feel that incredible pleasure of having something so big up my butt. While she fucked my ass, she bit and pinched on my nipples. I started rolling and had three anal orgasms one after another. Beth finished and lay on top of me. I told her I still had not told Carlee about us and we agreed to keep it a secret for now. I told her that Carlee was planning something for Friday night, but Beth did not have a clue what that might be. I have figured out during the six times I have fucked Beth that she is a voyeur and I did promise to give her a full account of tomorrow's events. Beth left a little bit after 9:30, and I went back to work on that paper, though I only got about five of the ten pages done before 11 pm. I went to bed, pretty tired from fucking Carlee this afternoon and Beth tonight. School was way too long, and each hour I kept trying to think what Carlee was up to. I got no clue from her as we went to watch the women beat our rivals in soccer. We had sandwiches from the fast food place; then got to the stadium to watch the game. Since now that I have seen five games, plus my step-father giving me a five hour lecture on pro football one Sunday, I know know a little bit about football. We actually won with a field goal on the last play, and then Carlee and I walked over to the gym to the school dance. Tad and Bob met us as we arrived, two cute white sophomores who could not keep their eyes off of my 36D tits. Carlee and I danced with both of them in turn, with each of them rubbing their hard cocks against my legs while we danced slowly. About an hour at the dance, Carlee then whispered something to Tad and grabbed my hand. We headed to her car, and quickly drove over to my house. As we got out of the car, a vehicle pulled up to us, and the passenger window came down revealing Bob with Tad driving. My heart skipped a beat with the thought of a little cock with my pussy tonight. To give the reader some background, I found that I really love hard white cock since I turned 18. My parents sent me to a private school in Switzerland when I was 14, and I returned last year to go to community college. I have been having lesbian affairs with Carlee and her mother, and had not had a cock to play with for about two years (a flight attendant, but that was just a blow job and a quick fuck on a trans-Atlantic flight when I was 20). Anyway, the four of us went into my house and I steered everyone to our media center with the big flat screen and music system. Carlee had a porn DVD, and put it in the machine and soon we watched two studs play with a young woman in the pool. Carlee and I paired up, with me getting Bob and she grabbing Tad's hand and taking him to the couch. I sank to my knees as Bob sat in the stadium stuffed chair and reached up and undid his belt and began to unzip his fly. He definitely had a nice package inside, and I quickly got it freed. I licked my lips as he had a nice sized cock that was uncut, about seven inches long and quite thick. I quickly put my lips around the head as my hand ran up and down the length of his dick. I began to give him a blowjob, but I'm not able to do deep throat so I could only take about half of him in my mouth. Bob did not seem to mind, sitting back into the chair and closing his eyes. I started to rub his balls, and about thirty seconds later I felt the sac start to contract and was rewarded with a mouthful of sweet tasting cum. I swallowed and looked at Bob, and he at me. I then looked over at Carlee and Tad. Tad was on top of her pushing his cock into her bald pussy. Because of the angle, I could not tell how big it was, but I could tell he had a condom on. Good thought. I then proceeded to undress and then pulled Bob's jeans off and began to pull his sweat shirt over his head. When his nipples were revealed, I started to suck on them. I bit them a few times, but he pulled me up and began to suck on my tits. I told Bob to bite them and he did, but he was not very good at that. I looked over towards Carlee, who was now on top of Tad. I saw a condom wrapper so I got up and tore it open. I started to put it on Bob's cock, but I was not doing a very good job, and Bob stopped me and then rolled it down his cock. Bob told me to get on my hands and knees, and he pushed his thick cock up into my pussy from behind. He pushed into me hard, but I was only fucked hard for about two minutes before he shouted that he was coming. Darn, I had not even cum once. Bob got off my ass and asked me where the bathroom was. He walked out of the media room holding the condom on his soft cock. Carlee was still on top of Tad; apparently he had a whole lot more staying power. I walked over to the couch, and decided to plant my pussy on his mouth. Right from the start, this guy knew how to find his way in a pussy. His tongue licked up and down my slit and his lips found my little button and he began to lick, suck and bite on my clit. Before you knew it, Tad had Carlee and me coming. I did not notice Bob's return from the bathroom, he walked past us and sat on the chair. When I came down from my orgasms, I looked over to see Bob watching us and playing with his dick. Carlee got off of Tad, and walked over to Bob and began to suck his cock. I reached over and started to unroll the rubber off of Tad's cock, when I realized that he had not cum yet. I then started to beat his meat, and started to suck on his nipples. My attentions were rewarded as his cock got hard. It was about six inches long, but a little thicker than Bob's dick. I asked Tad where he wanted to fuck me. He told me in my ass, so I lay over the arm of the couch and offered my butt to him. Slick with Carlee's juices, he put it at my entrance; then I pushed back a little. I was still a little sore from ass fucking from Beth last night, but I wanted a nice fat cock in me again. He moved slowly, and I pushed back again. After a few minutes, he was deep within me and started to slowly move in and out. When it started to feel good, I told Tad he could fuck my ass harder, and he did. After a couple of minutes, he started to grunt and groan and I could feel the condom fill up in my ass. He fucked me a few more times; then I reached around to grab the condom as he exited my ass. I had the condom in my hand, and Carlee asked me what I was going to do with it. I walked over to her, who had just had Bob cum in her mouth, and poured the rubber's contents down her throat. Before she could swallow, I bent down and kissed her, and we shared the spunk in her mouth. I'm not sure what would have happened next, but the phone rang and I realized it was 11 pm and my step-father was calling from California. I answered the phone and was talking to my dad when Carlee grabbed the phone. I was really afraid she was going to tell him something inappropriate, but she just told him that while the soccer and football teams had won, the dance sucked and we had been watching a movie and about to go to bed when he called. He chatted a few more minutes, and then we said good night. Probably the guys must have thought my parents were on the way home or something. While Carlee and I were on the phone, Tad and Bob got dressed. The mood was broken. They asked if there was any alcohol to drink, but since my step-father watched me like a hawk on that, the liquor cabinet was locked up and my step-father probably inventoried it before he left on his trip. But that did not stop the guys from going into my dad's study to see if they could find the key. After searching his desk, they could not find the key. But my step-father's computer monitor came on, and the boys said something about looking to see if my dad surfed porn sites. They sat there for a while, made some comments about the business crap sites they found, and noticed a bunch of pictures. I said enough was enough, and the boys got off the computer and said that they were going to go out drinking if we wanted to come along. Looking at Carlee, we both decided to let them leave. Carlee and I escorted them to my door, and I locked it. Carlee and I went back to the media room, taking the porn DVD out of the machine and cleaning the place up a little. And I finally flushed that condom that I had been holding in my hand since pouring it down Carlee's mouth in the toilet. We were going to walk upstairs to my bedroom, when Carlee asked me if I was going to look at those pictures on the computer. I then admitted to Carlee that I did not know how to use a computer, because of the private school did not let us use anything electronic, that I had even wrote my paper last night in longhand. Carlee laughed at me, and grabbed my hand and we headed for my step-father's study. Carlee sat down in the chair and I stood over her. She opened up some folders and found about a dozen with lots of pictures. One group was some really old photos from my mom, and I recognized that some of them were from a birthday party I had when I was seven as my father was still alive. Carlee got to see pictures of my mother doing various things, like being at the beach with my dad and then raveling with my step-father. And there were a few pictures of me growing up doing stuff. Then Carlee clicked on another folder and opened up a picture of my mother with three black men, with one fucking her while she sucked another and beat the other's cock. Carlee then proceeded to open other pictures, some of the same night with the foursome in different positions. Then there was a picture with my mother and two of the black men who were now joined by one white guy. "Wow, that is your step-father," Carlee said as she clicked on another picture with my step-father sucking on one of the men as my mother sucked on the other. We opened more pictures; some showed my step-father getting fucked in the ass. "Well I will be damn, it must run in the family." Carlee commented on one picture that showed my mom pouring a filled condom down my step-father's throat. We both laughed. "That could have been tonight," I said. Carlee closed the pictures and turned off the monitor. "I don't know about you, while those boys' cocks were fun to play with, I really did not cum near enough for tonight, so let's go upstairs and fuck." We left my step-father's study and went to my bedroom, not waking up until almost noon. We talked about the pictures that we had seen of my parents. I asked Carlee if she had ever seen her parents do anything, and she admitted to listening to them several times fucking over the last year. She also admitted to being turned on and having fantasies of fucking each of them. I decided not to mention that her mom and I had been fucking for about a month. The conversation did get her really hot, and we fucked and sucked again. I asked her who was she fucking – her dad or mom, and she admitted she had more kinky thoughts about her mother then her father. I decided that I would talk to Beth about this later. I had visions of a mother – daughter threesome in the future. Well Carlee actually stayed Saturday night, and I managed to finish my paper on Sunday and went back to the media room to clean it to remove any evidence of the boys. If I had knew any better, I would have cleaned up the electronic trail that the boys and then Carlee left on the computer. My step-father arrived Monday morning after catching a red eye flight. He was on his way home just as I was leaving the house for school. My teacher liked my paper, though she suggested that I need to learn to use a computer prior to going to four year college. I came home after school, and my step-dad was working in his study. I said hello, he said something about ordering Chinese food and said he was catching up with a pile of work that accumulated during his trip. I spend the afternoon studying; then heard the doorbell ring as the delivery boy brought my sweet and sour pork. My step-father joined me in the dining room, and we caught up on the last week's events. I studied some more, talked to Carlee on the phone; then went back to the study to tell my dad I was going to bed. I was almost asleep when my cell phone rang, it was Beth. She asked me to tell her what Carlee and I had done last weekend, so I spent the next hour giving her the blow by blow, while she masturbated (as did I). I decided to skip the details of my mother's and step-father's group sex activities, but did mention the fantasy fuck that Carlee and I had, while I played her mother. This got Beth really excited and she promised to try to get her husband out of the house one weekend in order to set up a threesome. I went over to Carlee's after school on Tuesday and we "studied" and came about five times apiece. I also mentioned that I was planning a surprise for her sometime in the next few weeks, something akin to what she did last Friday. I came home, and my step-father had prepared lasagna for dinner. While we caught up on our days, my step-father asked me if I had used his computer while he was gone. Not wanting to lie to him, I explained that Carlee was trying to show me how to operate a computer, and had discovered some old family photos when I was little. Then I said that we then found some more recent photos of mom and him. He paused, and I told him we found some really kinky pictures. He gulped. We finished dinner in silence, and then he asked me to come into the study. He went to the computer and then turned the monitor. "I suspect that you saw this picture?" It showed my mother and step-father both sucking cocks. I nodded my head, feeling busted. "Did you see this picture?" I looked at the monitor, and realized it was from the media room. And you could clearly see Carlee and me sucking on Tad and Bob. "No, I never saw that photo before, but I do remember the evening well," trying to make a joke. "Your mother and I had much of the house wired for audio and video about five years ago, in case someone got out of hand, but mainly to produce many of the pictures that you saw on my computer. We would sometimes watch the videos and entertain ourselves reliving those pleasures." "Your mother's family completely disowned her when she married me, a white man. At first, she really did not care, and probably figured that they would not hold the grudge that long. One day, about six months after we married, she admitted to me that she harbored a desire to have sex with other men, specifically black men. And I admitted to a desire to watch her have sex with others. So we put two and two together, and started to have parties here, inviting my clients, almost all of them from the black business community, and selecting a few each weekend to fulfill both your mother's and my desires. The parties, and especially the after party activities, cemented many a business deal for me." "When we first started, I would watch her have sex, then after the men left, we would have sex. I discovered that I got a thrill out of it, and I loved the taste of the other men's semen, whether lapping at your mother's pussy or sucking it directly from the source. Your mother enjoyed watching me, as I explored my bisexual side." "Unfortunately, pressures from her family and the introduction of a very good looking and charming black client were too much for your mother, and she ran off with him, to wherever they went. And she took much of our assets with her. "And I have discovered over the last six months, your mother was an important asset to my commercial real estate business. Her willingness to entertain certain clients enabled me to close many a transaction and make a lot of money. And it had the added benefit of satisfying my needs." "Well I also know about Carlee and your activities. Your bedroom is not wired, but you two have been caught in other rooms in the house and it would not take a rocket scientist to figure out what was going on." "I guess I suspected from the start, and I allowed it because it was better than you having sex with boys and risking getting pregnant or worse. Being bisexual, I can accept your bisexuality." "I do not want Carlee involved in what I am proposing to you, and I want to make it clear I am not blackmailing you in any way. You are free to continue to have Carlee over after school and every other Friday night, and you are old enough to continue to have sex with her as you please. And you may stay over at her house and go there after school, as long as there is no drinking or drugs." Brooke's Fantastic Adventures Ch. 02 "You are free to accept my proposal, you can turn me down, and I will not hold anything against you, except to continue to prohibit you from drinking and using any drugs until after you graduate from community college. However, I understand you are a young woman with needs, and if you ask to have a boy or two over, I will likely give my permission as I would rather you do it here than in the back of a car." "Are you OK with what I have said?" I nodded yes. "I want to start to hold client parties again, only I will do it on Saturday night rather than on Friday, so as not to interfere with your school activities and if you choose to entertain Carlee or boys or both here. I would ask that you have sex with up to three clients, who will be required to wear condoms. I will sometimes be in the room, and sometimes I will not – as I may be entertaining another client. Like you did with that boy's condom, I will ask you to save it, tie it up and give it to me afterwards. If you want to watch me suck and fuck another man, you are welcome to do so. I do promise that I will not touch you or try to have any form of sexual activity with you." "I make this request for two reasons. It will help my real estate business, which will benefit you as I should make enough money to fund your college expenses. And second, it will help me fulfill my bisexual desires. Is this proposal acceptable to you?" "When are we going to start?" Brooke's Fantastic Adventures Ch. 03 Chapter 3: Aged Meat My name is Brooke, and I'm a 22 year old black woman with a fantastic body who has asked George to tell you about my adventures over the last year. My step-father asked me to host his business parties and to fulfill certain desires for both his business and personal life. I was going to be the only female at the party and was expected to entertain the men. My step-dad hired a catering company to put on the party, so I did not have to worry much about that. On Saturday afternoon, my step-father's driver took me to the fashion mall and I purchased a very revealing dress plus appropriate underwear that would serve other purposes later tonight. I took a long hot bath, shaved my legs and pussy and then put on make up (not too much) and got dressed. My step-father gave a wolf whistle when he saw me, and for the first couple of guys who arrived I thought their eyes were going to pop out looking at my cleavage and 36d tits. There were about 15 black, middle aged business men who were clients of my step-father, who was white but did commercial real estate in the black business community. My mother formerly hosted these parties, and I received many comments from the clients about how we were spitting images of each other. I would spend about ten minutes with each gentleman, then move on to another man. Sometimes the conversations were fairly formal, like what I was planning to do after community college and what I might study at the four year college. Other times, I heard a brief story about my mother, who ran off with another client about a year ago and no one had heard from either of them since. And throughout, the clients eyes were looking up and down (mostly down, as most of them were almost a foot taller than me) with their eyes popping and the outlines of their cocks in their pants. I had briefly seen some of these parties in the past, but I was not a part of them, being confined to my room, while my mother entertain the clients while my step-father watched. The caterer served finger food and a constant supply of hard liquor, none of the alcohol did I drink since I don't hold up very well to it and my step-father forbids me from touching it. The clock in the library rang nine times, meaning that the party was about to end after two hours - really, the real party was about to begin. Most of the clients then lined up to say their farewells to my step-father, and many of them also stopped to say goodbye to me. Within about a half hour, there were only three clients left who were standing by my step-father. I went to the bathroom to freshen up. When I came out, I found that the four men had moved to the media center, and had turned on a basketball game on the HD screen. I noticed that only three of them were watching the game, as one of the clients saw me approach, and quickly got up. It was Mr. Brown. "I understand that this is your first time hosting one of these parties, so I will try to go slow and not rush you." He took my hand and escorted me upstairs to one of the guest bedrooms. He sat down on the chair across from the king-sized bed, and unbuttoned his pants and unzipped his fly. He motioned me to kneel down in front of him and take his cock out of his underwear. I did, and looked at the thick black dick with a purple head before I began to suck on the head and lick up and down the length. I tried to take it completely in my mouth, but I'm still not very good at deep throating cock. The one thing I noticed was that he was very hard. I used my mouth and my hands to get him going, and it took only about four minutes before I rewarded with a mouthful of cum. Mr. Brown complimented me on my oral skills, and then asked me to undress. I stood up and backed away, and then performed a little strip tease dance that he seemed to enjoy. By the time I pulled my g-string slowly down my legs, his cock was standing at attention. He then got off the chair and pushed me on my back to the bed. With no foreplay or kissing, he quickly inserted his dick in my bald pussy and started to fuck me hard with quick strokes. Mr. Brown was not making love to me; he was fucking me, and fucking me without a care in the world. "Stop, stop Richard, stop what you are doing right now! You know the rules!" I heard my step-father shout. Mr. Brown promptly withdrew from my pussy and looked up at my step-father. "No fucking bareback, especially my daughter. You will use a condom or you will not be able to partake in our parties." Mr. Brown looked at me and then at my step-father, and went over to the dresser where there was a basket sitting. He pulled out a condom wrapper and opened it, and quickly put a red one on. He then moved to the bed and promptly started to fuck me again. I made a mental note to ask my step-father why I needed them to wear rubbers, as I was on the pill. My step-father then walked out of the bedroom, and Mr. Brown pounded me for about twenty minutes, once in a while stopping and moving our positions a little. I moved my legs upwards and my calves gripped his butt. This seemed to really excite him, and he started to grunt and his face got contorted. I figured he was coming, and then he pushed in me a couple more strokes and then started to withdraw. He then carefully pulled off the condom, making sure he did not let any leak on the bed or floor. He tied the top, and laid it on the top of the dresser. As I lay on the bed, he began to put his underwear and trousers back on, as that was the only clothing he had removed. He complimented me on having a really tight pussy and said he would be happy to fuck me again sometime later tonight. He bowed, and left the room. It was only about two minutes before the next man entered the bedroom. Mr. Young was my next partner. He mentioned that he had taken a blue pill and from the looks of it, he was hard as a rock. He quickly pulled off his clothes and laid them on the chair, and I saw a huge black cock start to approach me. It was about ten inches long and about three inches wide. Mr. Young wanted to fuck, and I was glad because I doubted that I would ever be able to suck him. He reached into the basket and quickly put on a white condom, which almost caused me to start laughing, as it just looked weird against his dark brown body. He fucked with me on my back for about ten minutes, and then he rolled me on top. He pinched and pulled on my nipples while I rode him cowgirl style. That lasted for about another fifteen minutes. Then he had me get off of him and get on my hands and knees on the bed, and he entered my pussy from behind. As he was fucking me, I felt his fingers enter my rosebud, and my reaction encouraged another finger there. About ten minutes of doggy fucking occurred; and he pulled out and pushed quickly into my ass. I bit my lip to stifle a cry from the short amount of pain, but it subsided very quickly and became replaced by that incredible feeling that only anal sex provides. He groaned and shouted he was coming, and I think I could feel the condom fill up in my ass. Mr. Young repeated the condom tie-off that Mr. Brown had done, laying it on the top of dresser with its predecessor. He further complimented me for my being so young and tight and beautiful, and hoped he would have the pleasure again. My third man of the evening was Mr. Williams. He came in the room and quickly undressed, and I could see he was sporting another hard black cock about seven inches long but quite slim. He put on a black condom and then came over to me, as I was lying on my back. He then preceded to finger fuck me in my pussy, starting with one and then two fingers, and in a few minutes he had four fingers spreading me wide. I think he wanted to fist fuck me, but decided that might open me up too wide. He then got on top of me and fucked me for a good thirty minutes before coming inside me, well inside the condom. He was still inside me when he stopped fucking, and then asked me to remove the condom as he slid out. I grabbed it, and his dick became really small and slipped right out of the wrapper. I tied it off, and got off the bed and put it besides the other two on top of the dresser. Mr. Williams did not say a word; he got off the bed and got dressed and left. About ten minutes later, my step-father came into the room, asking if I was alright. I nodded that I was. He told me that the men had decided to break me in easy on the first party, just fucking me once each. They had all left the mansion. Besides, they all had to get home to fuck their wives on the traditional Saturday night lovemaking, and did not want to waste the use of another blue pill. I laughed, and my step-father mentioned I would probably have had them going all night on a Friday night, but they had to get up for church the next morning too. My step-father then sat down on the chair and told me that I was welcome to stay and watch him, or I could leave and go to my bedroom. I knew that he promised not to touch me in anyway, so I just lay there on the bed, naked as a jaybird. He grabbed the white condom, asked me who was the sperm donor (Mr. Young), cut the top off with a pair of scissors and then proceed to pour it down his mouth. He rolled it around in his mouth before swallowing it. He told me it tasted a little salty, dipped his finger into the condom, and offered me a taste. I got off the bed and stood next to the chair, and he put his finger into my mouth. I agreed that it had a salty taste. The next condom was Mr. Brown's red one. This time, my step-father put a finger in it and gave me the first taste. I told him it had a very sweet taste; of course, I had already sampled this client. He tasted his finger, and agreed. Then he lifted the condom like he was making a toast with a glass, and poured it down his throat. Our final condom was Mr. Williams' black one. We each took a taste, and I thought it tasted really sour, but my step-father thought it was about halfway between salty and sweet. We both laughed, and then my step-father surprised me by pulling out his cock (he was wearing a robe), and pouring the contents on his hard cock. He began to fist it, and would change hands from time to time, licking his fingers each time. I then realized my step-father was looking at my body, at my big tits and bald but fucked pussy. This turned me on. I then did a little bit of dancing in front of him, but not close enough that he could touch me. I watched him masturbate, and I admit it was really turning me on and I was getting wet between my legs. A few minutes later, my step-father came, catching most of his spunk in his two hands. I walked over to him, took my finger and dipped it in his hands, and took a taste. "Very sweet and tasteful." I quickly grabbed my clothes, left the guest bedroom and went to my bedroom. I got into my queen sized bed, and rubbed my clit and finger fucked my pussy and came about five times. I then fell asleep. I awoke, but my step-father had left a note that he had some real estate business to transact on Sunday morning. No church for him. I called up Carlee to see if she was free, and I spent the rest of day "studying" in her arms. I needed to feel loved, and while fucking my step-father's clients was fun, I realized I did not really get into it. I actually had more fun with my step-father. I came home for dinner, and my step-father had left a voicemail that he was still with his client and would be home late. I fixed a salad and then actually did some studying for a test on Tuesday. The next couple of weeks seemed to fly by. Carlee and I would get together after school to "study" about two or three times a week. Carlee and I went to games Friday night and to the school dance. One Friday we just went to her house and fucked all night. The next Friday, I had asked my step-father if we could bring a couple boys back, and he said OK if they used condoms and I saved them for him. So Carlee and I hosted Billy and Taylor, both with uncut cocks and they were a lot more experienced that Bob and Tad were. We fucked them in the media room, with me knowing that we were being recorded and that would give me step-father a real thrill. My step-father had told me he was visiting an old friend and would not be home until about Saturday noon. When he came home, there were eleven condoms tied off and laying around the sink in his bathroom. I did not get to watch him taste and swallow the semen this time. He did tell me later that five of the condoms were very salty (Billy) and five were semi-sweet (Taylor), but the 11th one had a completely different taste. I told him that there were only two boys there, and that got him thinking for a while. I finally told him that I had stolen the condom from Carlee's house, and it was from her father. What I did not tell him was that I had asked Beth (Carlee's mom) to save me a filled condom when I was over at their house this week. I am becoming so wicked. Oh yea, I hosted two parties on both Saturday nights. On the first Saturday, I was in the guest bedroom about an hour after the party started, and got fucked by eight guys' one on one in a row. I got a little bit more excited after the fourth guy fucked me and was screaming with the next man, but I really got excited watching my step-father sample the condoms after the party ended. This time, I lay on the bed and masturbated as he whacked his cock, I'm not ready to do anything really sexual with him, but mutual masturbation seems OK to me. The second Saturday was different. About an hour in to the party, I told my step-father that I was going up to the spare bedroom, but no one came up for about an hour. Then three black gentlemen entered the room together, sporting blue pill hard ones and we proceed to have a foursome for the next couple of hours. Oh, and the last hour, my step-father joined us to watch in the room. I thought he looked like he was going to join us in bed, but he stayed sitting on the chair beating his meat. The highlight of the evening was having all three fill my holes at the same time. Afterward, my step-father joined me on the bed, and we shared the contents of ten condoms and mutually masturbated. My step-father said that next week's party would feature a few clients into BDSM, and I should read up on that next week.