I’ve been a go-go dancer for a few years, but recently I’ve gotten into the lingerie-party business. I model and sell lingerie in homes, usually to ladies. The shows usually bring in good money, and I enjoy showing off my body. Women started asking if I carried sex toys, so I stocked a few. Now I carry a full line of both lingerie and sex toys.

One evening a lady called to book a party. She offered me a hundred dollars just to come over that night so she could take a look at me. She lived in a wealthy suburb, and an hour later we were talking, a crisp one-hundred-dollar bill in my hand. Felicia wanted a lingerie party, a sex toy demonstration and a live sex show with me and a black girl. I hesitated, but she laid six hundreds on the table and said that that was for the sex show. I agreed.

A week later Doris and I modeled the lingerie. I wore the black sets against my body. Doris looked sexy as hell in white and pale colors against her dark mahogany skin. She’s tall and slender, with firm, jutting breasts, hard, thrusting nipples and a neatly shaved pussy. She carries herself like a queen. We were a real hit, and the women, all mature beauties, bought like crazy.

Champagne was served during the break, and we set up a large table with all sorts of sex toys. Doris and I wore only babydoll tops as we explained and demonstrated the toys. We gave a full demonstration, using the various toys in or on our bodies or on each other. Our clients scribbled constantly on their order pads.

A big hit was an eighteen-inch double dildo, which we greased up and, lying on the floor, showed how it was used. We showed anal beads, Doris inserting them one by one into my eager ass; then anal plugs, slim and fat ones; the works. I wouldn’t have been a bit surprised if I had seen more than one hand slip under a dress to rub an excited pussy, or someone else’s pussy.

We finished the “toy” portion of the show, and I almost fainted when I picked up the order sheets; they were buying everything!

We took another break, and a large mattress fitted with silk sheets was brought in. Doris and I went out to change for the sex show, and when the ladies were ready, we were told to reenter. When our eyes adjusted to the room, we saw that the mattress had been illuminated with soft lighting.

Doris was an eye-opener in a studded black leather outfit and high-heeled boots that came up high on her thighs. She carried a short leather riding crop and led me by a chain fastened to a studded collar. I was dressed in a white gossamer gown, a half-bra that lifted my tits and showed off my nipples, which were red with lipstick, and white, “chaste” panties. White wrist and ankle bands were each attached to a long gold chain.

We drew gasps and murmurs of approval when we stepped into the lighted area. Harem music on our tape played in the background, setting the mood. Doris never spoke, only snapped her fingers and pointed for me to obey. I lay on the mattress, and she fastened the chains to loops at the corners of it, spreading me face-down. She danced around me and flicked the riding crop across my upthrust ass. I love a little pain, and this was getting me excited. Doris ripped my panties off and spread my asscheeks. The women loved it.

She moved over me, flicking the crop up and down my body and leaving marks all over me. I loved it. My bra came next, and then I was nude, my body aching with genuine desire.

Doris left the room and I writhed in need, pressing my spread cunt down on the mattress and trying vainly for relief. I heard a collective gasp, ooh’s and aah’s, and then Doris came back. She was nude except for her long boots, and jutting from her crotch was a long black cock. It was so real it was scary.

Doris was magnificent. Striding around haughtily, she was in charge. She slipped several pillows under me to raise my ass and then moved behind me to lick my already sopping slit. She’d lick me, then sharply slap my ass, the crack of her hand re-sounding in the now totally quiet room. She gave me a good tongue-fucking, then slid the monster cock up and down my pussy. I was so hot and wet, I bet the cock-head gleamed. I cried out in pleasure as its thick head, big as my wrist, slid into me.

Doris was good. She carefully probed my cunt while her slaps continued to turn my asscheeks hot. The cock was huge inside me, filling me like I’d never been filled before, stretching my pussy gloriously. God, it felt wonderful, so real.

Doris fucked me slowly as my drenched pussy accommodated the huge invader. Then she increased the pace, and I began to climax as the monster cock ploughed in and out. I don’t know how many times I climaxed, but I almost fainted from sheer joy. It brought down the house, applause and shouts of approval filling the air.

Doris unfastened the chains and cuffs and rolled me over. We began to kiss. She spread her thighs and I removed the cock, leaving her bare pussy open. We slipped into a sixty-nine, and I began to joyously eat her delicious pussy. Her lips sucked my spread flesh, her long-pointed tongue flicking my rigid clit. Her clit was hard, and I sucked it with relish. All around us we could hear the sighs of the ladies.

Doris and I pleasured each other for a long while, really enjoying ourselves. Later we packed up and the hostess placed a large order for the cock Doris had used. I hadn’t expected that and mentally doubled, then tripled, the price I’d paid for it. She didn’t blink an eye, paying cash on the spot.

As we were leaving, she hugged and kissed us both and then handed me an envelope marked for us both. It was from all the ladies present. As we drove home, Doris opened the envelope and a slip of paper fell out. Could we come back again soon? Could we?