Black Cock & Birthday Presents Chapter 4

I don't know what a girl feels but I lost my mind wanting cock somewhere during those fuck sessions. Before that day, if I came, I lost all interest in cock. It made me feel gay and humiliated. It might take a month or two before I let myself think about it.

Now I was in the bathroom, showering again with two loads in my ass singing Shoop and perfuming and hoping I'd get fucked again.

I wore the earrings, the necklace and was looking for the dress when Angela came in the room. "Just wear the dress and I'll help you tuck. Your little nipples look good when they poke through the material. You don't want panty lines."

Angela attached a little chastity device to hold me down and give a smooth front. I walked downstairs and found Darrell and Cook waiting. Just as Cook instructed me, I didn't look at him like he was my daddy any more. We drove to the restaurant at the hotel & spa and were seating in a semi-circle booth on the main dining floor.

If not for being in the presence of the two men, it would have been impossible to get out of the car as a woman. It was my first time in public. It seemed the world stared but by the time we were inside and sat down for a few minutes, I was fine.

"Thanks, guys," I said. "Thanks Angela."

"This waiter is taking too long, Sandy," Cook said. "Go get us some drinks from the bar."

When I got to the lounge area, my night took an unexpected turn possibly for the worst.

"Oh, I already saw you walking that pretty ass my way," Wayne said too loud for the situation. A few people turned their heads. "Come on over and see me."

Angela dumped Wayne pretty quickly. Though really dark and good looking he was a little too wild calling out and wanting to fuck in public or coming over at 4 AM.

The only way to shut him up was to walk over. As I did I remembered telling Angela about a fantasy of wanting to blow and fuck a guy in public bathroom and Wayne was the only guy I ever said I'd give it up to the moment he asked.