Yes, you will participate in this party. You are too indecisive to resist.

So the usual drinking began. For an hour you drank, ate food, you chatted about something ... You sat next to George, sandwiched between him and Steve. At the same time, Steve, as if by chance, put his muscular black palm on your thigh and began to feel and stroke you. You froze ... And Steve continued. You had **** but to pretend that you do not notice this. You were silent, you gradually got drunk, you said something out of place, you smiled shyly at the vulgar jokes that Fred told.

After another toast, Steve groaned out from behind the table and pulled you by your hand.

"Let me ask you to dance, lady!" Steve told you.

"Ha! Ha! Of course, Mary is clearly a first-class lady!" Anna cried out, laughing ironically. By the way, Anna herself was sitting at that moment on Fred's lap.

"Let's drink to the beautiful Mary! To Mary!" the black men shouted drunkenly.

Steve tugged on your arm as you looked pleadingly at George.

George smiled and said: "Prejudices are alien to me ... It is my custom to share pleasant things with my friends ...".

You got out from behind the table, you stood in front of Steve. Steve immediately grabbed you around the waist and pulled you to him, you put your weak white hands on his shoulders. Steve began to sway, leading you in the dance and greedily probing your plump round buttocks. You felt as if everything inside you were compressed, you felt your anal pliable sissy hole throbbing ... and this gave you a strange pleasure. your little white cock got hard and tried to get up. In vain. The metal of the chastity cage did not allow your pathetic white cock to rise...your white cock remained very small, almost invisible. Have you thought about it: "It's really not my penis, but some kind of" clit "... Yes ... a sissy clit..."

You felt very uncomfortable.

Meanwhile, the dance ended and Steve released you.

You did not sit down at the table, you went to your clothes, you sat down on a bench. The company with which you came drunk and laughed ...

"And why is our girl so modestly huddled in a corner?" shouted a drunken Fred.

You smiled helplessly. You didn't want to get up and you didn't want to go anywhere. Meanwhile, your company dispersed, someone went back to the sauna, Anna and Fred, holding hands, ran to the pool, flopping and laughter came from there. It was not difficult to guess that they were a couple of sexual partners.

Did you think: "I wonder, before I arrived ... they have here that Anna was like one sissy whore for all black men?"

You caught the eye of Steve, who again got out from behind the table and ... headed towards you. You modestly lowered your eyes. Apparently you were embarrassed by Steve's frank look.

Steve walked over to you and stood right in front of you. You looked into his face, you lowered your eyes. Steve was standing in front of you and he was jerking off his huge (about 20 centimeters!) veined black cock. Steve moved closer, his huge cock was at the level of your face. You looked at Steve again, now from the bottom up. And Steve looked down at you and smiled inviting you, saying nothing. You understood that this is similar to the porn movies you have seen: a strong black male looked down on a weak blonde female. You looked sideways, looking for George, George glanced at you and turned away, talking to Fred. And Steve imperiously put his large black hand on your head and moved you to his huge black cock. You hesitated for a second and you opened your mouth. Steve put your head on his huge black cock. Steve began to vigorously move his pelvis, he began to fuck you in your mouth. You put your lips back on your teeth and you just obeyed (Steve had both hands on your head).

The thoughts in your head were something like this: "So I'm getting fucked by a huge black cock again. I'm giving a blowjob. What can I be called? A woman, a cocksucker,a passive bitch, a sissy slut..."

Now you have realized that male members are different in taste. You rested your hands on Steve's hips to make it more comfortable, and you began to smack your lips. It seemed to you that it took about ten or even fifteen minutes of this rhythmic energetic fuck, and your mouth was filled with Steve's sperm. You choked, but Steve didn't let go of your head and you swallowed all of his cum.

You immediately thought, “Well, now people can call me a cum-swallowing whore.”

Steve pushed you away from him, then pressed your face against his hairy groin, rubbed against your face, and let go of your head. You leaned back against the wall, and Steve ... turned his back to you and went to the table. He sat down, poured himself a beer and drank. And he didn't even look at you.

You caught Fred's eye (George had already gone somewhere) and you realized that Fred saw everything. Fred grinned from ear to ear and made a sign to you: he beckoned you with his middle (middle!!!) finger towards him.