Francis Meets a Black Stud

I was already super turned on at this point, so I played with my dick for a few minutes before I began to fix my hair. I then took another hit and began carefully applying my makeup. I also had a black rubber cock on my make table standing straight up. It is about the same size as my dick, around 7". I can get most of it in my mouth easily and have managed to get enough of it in mouth so that my chin was resting on its black balls from time to time. I would take a puff, play with myself while I watched the black cock slipping into my mouth in the mirror and imagining that the girl I heard on the video was me.

I finished my hair, make up and nails by 12:45 and then inserted some small breast forms into my bra, put on my skirt, top and then checked myself out in the mirror. Everything seemed awkward with the nails but, damn I looked hot! I sucked on the black cock for a few minutes watching myself in the mirror, took a couple of hits, and then touched up my lipstick. After this I put a leather strap around my balls and put a small pad lock on it and put a small dog collar around my neck that said "SLUT" on it and put a small lock on it too. I left the keys to the lock beside the black cock in front of the mirror, walked out the door, locked it and closed it tight. I was now committed, I could not take the collars off of my dick or neck until I first went and got the key to my camper.

I was very stoned and the sexual high was invigorating! I slowly walked to the ladies bath house, when suddenly I noticed that the light was on in the camper across the way, but then thought that no one would be out at this hour. I lit a joint and began my trek to the ladies room, went inside and found a stall. It was very clean; I suppose they had washed today after everyone left. I put the seat down and slipped down my panties, then sat down like a girl to pee. I took another drag and then just held the joint in my mouth. I had just put my feet up spread against the sides of the door to insert the butt plug when I heard footsteps walk in the bathhouse, luckily the joint had gone out, but you could still smell it.