Ms. Palvin (a forced bi story)

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Ms. Palvin (a forced bi story)I arrived at the charity event a little late that evening, for no real discernible reason. But I was finally here, and the room was alive with talk, and was hugely attended. Celebrities from all walks of life were in attendance, from sports star’s to film star’s to and a s**ttering of B and C class celebs as well as catwalk models. One such model, I noticed, who was standing on her own sipping at a flute of champagne, was Barbara Palvin. The blue sequinned figure hugging dress she wore, was cut mid thigh with thin straps over her slim shoulders, and the six inch black heels really accentuated her beautiful shapely behind. Almost intimidating, she towered above most men in her heels, and maybe this was why she was standing on her own. She caught my eye and smiled, and my heart skipped a beat, and I felt the need to go to her, under some spell, like when Dracula thinks “Look at me”.I zig zagged my way through the crowd, politely apologising along the way to people I brushed against, filled with excitement at the thought of talking to Ms Palvin. Finally I came to a halt in front of her, and as I opened my mouth to speak, she gently put her index finger to my lips to make me shush. I was completely mesmerised by her beauty, and that she had touched me so sensuously. She looked me eyes, her’s a dazzling bright blue, that seemed to glow radiantly, before turning and walking towards the back of the room, occasionally glancing over her shoulder to suggest that I follow her. Watching her walk away from me, her behind swaying seductively, aroused me, and I had to put my hands into my pockets to hide the evidence. I followed her to a door in the rear wall of the function room, which she had already passed through. I closed the door behind me, and when I turned around Barbara had disappeared.I started to walk through the corridors, trying doors to see if any where unlocked, until I approached a stairwell that ascended to the first floor. I climbed the stairs and proceeded along the hallway to an office door, which was ajar. I pushed open the door and although the light in the room was very dim, I immediately saw Barbara sitting cross-legged in a comfortable looking wooden legged antique chair. She smiled at me again, and gestured for me to come in. I closed the door behind me, gazing at her all the while, the bulge in my trousers now very noticeable, making me glance down quickly to see how prominently it was showing. She giggled quietly, and glanced at my bulge briefly herself. She whispered sweetly, that I should remove pendik escort all of my clothes. I obeyed her immediately, trying to take my time, to not not seem desperate and pathetically obedient. Her radiant smile, of what seemed to me like approval, made me slightly weak at the knees in anticipation of what we were about to get into. My hard member throbbed with my elevated heartbeat.She uncrossed her legs and stood. She pulled her dress above her waist, revealing her skimpy red thong, which she proceeded to slide down her long slender legs and stepped out of them, before rearranging he shot dress to its original state. I tried to catch a glimpse of her private parts, but the light was not in my favour. She then fired, like you would an elastic band, her thong directly at me, making me grab at them and catch them mid air. “put those on baby” she whispered.I did as I was told, without hesitation. My hard cock stopping them from covering myself properly. I looked ridiculous, but felt sexy as hell, and even more aroused when I realised I knew I would do anything she asked of me. At that point, I felt another presence in the room. I looked around, my eyes becoming more accustomed to the dim light, and observed another man standing in the shadows. At a gesture from Barbara, he stepped into a better light. He was at least 6 feet tall, African in appearance, with his 8 inch cock pointing directly at me. I swallowed nervously, as the realisation of what was about to happen started to compute in my head. I had been lured here by a beautiful and sensual woman, to a private place, and slightly feminised into wearing her thong, with her intention, not to have sex with me, but to have me have sex with this handsome black man with his huge erection. Ms Palvin guessed what I was thinking, and approached me and took my hand delicately, before pulling me towards the other man.He took my hand from hers, and had me turn around, and lightly pushed my shoulders, so that I was bending over with my hands on my knees for support. My heart was pounding, my cock bobbing up and down in time with it. I could not snap out of the spell Ms Palvin had cast on me. I felt powerless in my own free will. I new that I was about to be taken by this big black cock and could not stop myself from wanting it. Not because I liked gay sex, but because Ms. Palvin wanted me to like it, wanted me to take a cock in my ass. Ms. Palvin sat back in the same chair and crossed her legs again, and held my gaze, before gesturing at us to start. I felt movement behind me, as escort pendik he squatted and pulled the thong to the side and spread my ass cheeks, and proceeded to lick my puckered hole.I groaned with pleasure as he lapped at my tight ass, I reached for my rock hard member, and Ms. Palvin tutted at me and waved her finger, telling me I was not allowed to touch. I felt compelled to obey her, and this made me giddy with denied pleasure. Suddenly the man stopped pleasuring my ass with his tongue, and stood, huge hard cock in hand, stroking himself in anticipation for what inevitably was to come next. I was scared and excited in equal measure, feeling the head of his cock pressed against my tight hole as he increased the pressure. Patiently he pushed, until my ass allowed the head to penetrate me. I sighed in pure ecstasy, while Ms. Palvin smiled sexily at the expression on my face. She had uncrossed her legs and was playing with her glistening pussy. I was desperate to stoke my cock, but dared not disobey, and slowly he began to push his huge black cock deeper into my now, eager hole. I felt his balls touch my own as he bottomed out inside of me, I had played with my ass before, but had never felt so full. He pulled all the way out of my ass, before slowly re-penetrating me. He did this many times, allowing my ass to open up to his length and girth. After many minutes, he started to fuck into me faster, with full firm strokes, sliding over my prostate, making the tip of my cock tingle, with what only anal sex can bring.Ms. Palvin rose from her chair, and approached us both. She lightly caressed my back, and the man who was fucking me. “Faster” she whispered. He obeyed, and upped his tempo. My cock became even harder at the increase of speed, the constant pulse of pleasure at the tip of my cock, whiling me to stroke myself, but I resisted the urge, but only because the pounding I was now receiving would not allow me too. I was moaning like a little sissy, as he grunted into me relentlessly. Ms. Palvin had squatted down in front of me, watching my cock bounce with each thrust of his big black cock, still playing with her pussy. My prostate was edging me closer to the ultimate ecstasy of, maybe, handsfree cumming. My mind was hoping, willing it to be so, that exquisite release. At the same time, I had started to wonder and hope that this huge cock would squirt its seed deep inside me. I was turning into a little slut for cock, all because of Ms. Palvin. She was now looking me straight in the eyes, looking for that moment of release, that pendik escort bayan moment of inevitable ecstasy, while fingering her wet pussy. It was not long before she got her wish. The feeling from my ass, through my prostate, up to the end of my metal hard cock, surged past the point of no return. I started to groan in complete pleasure as my cum began to rise through my cock. Barbara understanding the moment, ducked underneath us both and opened her mouth directly in front of my member. And I began to squirt my hot sticky load onto her tongue. Shot after shot of cum blasted into her sexy willing mouth, as I grunted with each release. This scenario pushed the man fucking me to his orgasm, and it was divine ecstasy, as he drove his big black cock into me one last time and emptied his huge load deep inside. He had thrust so hard into me in those last moments, that my cock had inadvertently popped into Barbara’s hot wet mouth. This made me cum again, something that surprised her, as well as me. We all remained like this for a moment, savouring the feelings.As his cock slowly slid from my ass, Barbara took my cock from her mouth and proceeded to kiss me while moaning, pushing all the seed into my mouth, swirling her tongue with mine, mixing our spit and my cum. Our lips parted and she whispered, “Swallow it all baby”. I did as I was told, and she smiled and then giggled. She said “You can keep the thong” and winked at me, before standing up and rearranging her dress. She checked herself in the mirror over the fireplace, using her little finger to clean up some of my cum at the corner of her mouth, before sucking it clean. She held my gaze in the reflection as she did this, a slight grin on her beautiful face. “Get dressed, you can go now”.I slowly got dressed, glowing with the aftermath of my orgasms, but also a disappointment that I had been asked to leave, when all I wanted was to experience it all again. The black man was also dressing himself, and we both departed from the office together. As we walked, he produced a card and a pen from his pocket and handed it to me. On the card was written a small list of items, of which were asking for my phone number, address and my name. I looked at him and he nodded towards the card, suggesting I comply. I did so hand handed both pen and card back to him. He smiled and pocketed them both. “she will call you next time she needs us” he said, he then shook my hand and left me to my own devices at the function. I felt thoroughly satisfied with what had just taken place, but now a need started t grow inside me, a need to be domineered, and need to be made to get fucked like good little slave. Mere minutes after the event, a craving to get fucked by a big cock, through the most beautiful of women. I hoped next time was not to far away!

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