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HER GANGBANG BARGAIN (Erotica)
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I had taken a shower and decided before crawling into bed I would check my e-mails.
I had put on a mid-thigh length white silk robe so as not to chill after the hot shower and without panties or bra. I just love a hot shower; it does wonders for stress relief. My shower has the faucet knobs to my side when I am standing in it and the shower head is on a flexible tube so it can be held and moved around or placed in holders on either wall ninety degrees to the water control knobs.
I just love the hot water running down over my shoulders, breasts and back while I lean against a wall and use my hands to induce some additional stress relief. At times I do use the shower head with a particular spray pattern, directed to extra sensitive body parts to induce that special pleasurable feeling. The shower head is connected to a flexible tubing for easy moving.
I guess I diverted a little.
I sat at my pute, cleared the junk mail and opened one that had been forwarded to me.
It read:
“Dear Snowbunny,
If you are reading this please do not delete until you have finished reading all of it, please.
I’d love to introduce you to my friends. My friends agree with me your story was hot. We all would love to interact with you in some way or another. Would you be up to it? Would you like to explore areas of the city that you do not know exist? Are you adventuresome? Do you have curiosity? Maybe you have a girlfriend that would like to explore the dark side with you. I am sure you receive lots of mail as a result of your story.
Since I live in the same area as you I am going to risk being bold, upfront and not beat around the bush in asking you for a date. I can introduce you to many fun things here in the city, where only a black guy can take you.
By the way my name is Charles. I am six foot-two inches tall, hairless, weighing one hundred and ninety-five pounds of pure muscle covered with brownish tone colored skin. Girls tell me my tongue is the wickedest they have ever experienced. I will leave it to your imagination as to what they might say about my other attributes.
If interested, send mail to Charles. xxx@———–
Oh by the way. I have a bet going that you will respond to my mail. Please let me win the bet. I will treat you like a queen with no strings attached.
Ciao, Charles”
After reading the mail I realized my nipples were rock hard, pressing against my robe, and I sensed I was leaking juices from being turned on. In the many mails I have received none had done this to me. Charles took a lot of time and effort to put it together. Most guys write, “Terrific story. Any chance we can meet and get it on?”
I read the remaining mail, closed the pute and headed to bed. When I stood up, I was shocked at the wet spot on the robe, which made my nips get hard again, and then recalling it was Charles’s mail that triggered it.
I headed for the shower again and made myself feel good, picturing Charles’s wicked black tongue driving me up the wall. After inducing a nice feeling, I decided I would at least respond to his mail after a good night’s sleep.
The next day at work my mind would drift to the mail from Charles and my nips would get hard.
That evening I mailed the following to Charles: “Dear Charles, I expect to be treated like a Queen since this mail has won you the bet. Please get back to me with your plans. My e-mail addy is Snowbunny @ ———”
As I was clearing out the new mail, a message from Charles arrived.
It read: “Thanks for your mail which will get me the monies to treat you like the Queen that I think you are. I’d like to call you but if you prefer you can call me at 612. 000. 0000, so we can plan the event. I hope to read ur response soon. Oh by the way do you have any chat programs? Ciao, Charles”
Reading that, made my nips hard knowing that I would get to meet Charles at the very least. I decided to wait to respond not desiring to give the impression of being too eager.
Over the next few days I used a panty liners to collect the seepage that occurred when I was hoping of what Charles might do to me sooner or later and every time I thought of him my nipples would harden. For two nights I pictured him stuffing me while taking my evening shower, not even having seen the guy’s face.
I decided maybe he was ready for a call but on the other hand I wanted to talk with him. I sent him an e-mail which informed him of the time I would call him and included my chat messenger addy.
Before the time for me to call, I decided to look at my mail. I saw one from Charles, opened it and it read,
“Hi, I will be available at the time you suggested. I showed ur mail to my friends and already have collected the party money? How shall we spend it and where? Do you have suggestions? I have a few in my mind that we can talk about. Oh by the way Karen, I have the same chat program as you. If while reading this and if urs is booted, add me to ur list. My name there is charles4urpleasure@——-. I hope to see an invite from you soon. Looking forward to hearing ur sexy voice. Xxx Charles.”
I smiled at the mail and then added him to my list of contacts. I then placed the call to Charles and heard, “Hi Karen,” as he answered. I chuckled and said, “Hi Charles,”
I then heard, “Thanks for answering my mail so I can now treat you like a queen. I have five hundred I can spend on you. Think of some expensive and exquisite restaurant you would like to try out. I know of one over on the St. Croix that will serve a seven course meal with seven different wines during the meal. There is a different wine for each course. I thought I’d mention it in case you have never been there and would like something out of the ordinary. If that is not your cup of tea, we can select a more traditional venue.”
“Wow that sounds awesome. I have never experienced that kind of a meal.”
“If you decide that you would like to try it plan on a three hour setting. They pamper you and it is to be enjoyed and not rushed. You also will be the center of attention. All eyes will focus on you coming in with a black man. The tongues will wag, the ladies will be jealous or pissed and the guys will all hate you and me. I tell you this so you are comfortable and can smile as we enter and the room comes to a hush before the whispering starts.”
“That sure would be a different experience for me being the center of attention for a bit.”
“After fifteen minutes they will settle down and the voices will pick up but the eyes will take quick glimpses and the minds on the dinner guests will spin all night. I am sure all kinds of images will be going through everyone’s minds as the evening progresses. I’m sure some of the ladies will replace their husbands in their minds if the get around to sex and maybe some guys will wish it was you they were plugging. Think you are up for it?”
“My God, yes Charles. Seven courses and the whispers will be exciting.”
“It takes about a month to get reservations. Shoot me a date and I will make the call. Between now and that day I hope we can have some fun and get to know each other better.”
Hearing that remark made my nipples hard and blood flow to the lower lips as I felt them swell and press against my panties.
“That would be great Charles. Then I can go into that room feeling more relaxed instead of the tension that a first time date brings along with it.”
“How soon can we meet face to face and where?”
“I’m free this coming up Saturday night. Are you?”
“For you Karen, absolutely; should I pick you up Karen or do you want to meet somewhere?”
“You can pick me up Charles. I will e-mail my address to you. How about 7:30 PM.”
“I will plan on that and where and what would you like to go or do?”
“Do you know of a night-club that serves decent food, with booths and a good band that is not too loud so we can talk comfortably?”
“Sure do Karen. But we will split it up. I know of a restaurant as you suggested but the band is lousy and the other has a great band but lousy food. They are about ten minutes apart. By the way, what is your favorite food?”
“My first choice is Thai then Italian.”
“Oh! You will have to guide me to the food and I will then take you to a romantic club for music. If you like Thai you might like Jamaican. It is spicy.”
“That sounds like fun. Let’s do that. I have never had Jamaican food.”
“Well it will have ordinary tables, no music but yummy, tasty food.”
“Okay we have a plan then. See you then Saturday.”
“Wait Karen, do you have to go? Can’t we talk more?”
“Sure I can talk awhile. Anything in particular that you have on your mind?”