New BBC Whores Abby & Lillie Pt. 01

"Drop your pants, sweetie," she said.

When I did so, she looked at my white briefs and tisked. She grabbed me by my dick through the fabric of my underpants and pulled me into Darrell's office. It was hard for me to walk with my pants down to my knees, but she kept pulling hard on my dick and I had no choice. It really hurt.

Darrell was at his desk, watching. Mamma sat in a chair and pulled my briefs all the way down, exposing my dick and my ass, then pulled me over her knees. Darrell started laughing when she spanked my naked ass as hard as she could. It stung badly, and it brought tears to my eyes. I knew my ass was turning bright red, as both of my naked cheeks got sore. Tears were flowing from my eyes. My ass was really stinging. I had never been spanked that hard even when a little kid.

Finally, Mamma let me up, and told me to take my briefs off entirely. I pulled my pants off, slipped out of my underpants and stood there, my whole bottom naked, my dick fully exposed, right in front of Mamma and Darrell. Mamma grabbed a hold of my balls and squeezed. Tears continued to roll down my cheeks as I squirmed. Not only was it embarrassing to stand there with no pants and my dick exposed and my ass red, but a large black woman as old as my own mom had my nuts locked into her tight grip.

Mamma released my balls yanked my dick, and told me, "Okay, put your pants back on, but leave your ridiculous underwear off. Tomorrow, you will come in wearing pink panties like I told you."

Then she yanked my dick hard again, and threw my white briefs into the trash.

I said, "Yes, Mamma."

I turned to leave Darrell's office, but he stopped me and told me to bring in photos of my wife.

He said, "And make sure they are totally nude. Include some spread leg ones. I want to see all of her: her tits, her ass, and her cunt. Got it?"

I nodded, and said, "Yes, Sir." But I was really thinking that this would be my last day working for this agency. I simply did not know how I would explain this to Abby.

I went back to my office, very embarrassed, and very worried. It hurt to sit, so I stood at my desk, going over some office procedures, but mostly thinking about how I would bring this all up with Abby..

Candy came in, smiling. She said, "I heard Mamma spanking you. What did you do?"

I told her about the pink panties requirement, my face turning as red as my ass. I also blurted out that Darrell also instructed me to bring in some naked photos of my wife.

Candy giggled, and said, "Better do what he told you to do. And if you think you can get by with not coming in, or quitting, forget it. He knows how to handle that. Just do it."

That night at home, I told Abby about what happened,, about the requirement for pink panties and the hard spanking I got. She was shocked, but then she started giggling. She instructed me to pull my pants down, exposing my sore ass. She rubbed lotion onto my ass, both cheeks. She had a hard time containing her giggles.

She said, "Remember that time when we got sort of drunk and I made you try on a pair of my panties? I thought you looked really cute in panties." Then she giggled more.

Most of Abby's panties were not pink, but she did find a pair, and I tried them on. They fit perfectly. She exclaimed, "Very cute and sexy!"

She pulled my panties to one side, exposing my dick and balls, and began to suck on my dick. It felt so good, and I immediate got hard. After a minute, I came in her mouth, and she got a tissue and spit it out. I needed to reciprocate, so I pulled down her pants and panties, and laid her on the bed, spreading her legs apart, and ate her. My tongue was starting to get tired when she finally came. She used her hands to press my face hard into her crotch.

She knew, I guess, since I already came in her mouth, that it would be some time before I could get hard again, so she settled for me just eating her. She had a mild orgasm and then just laid there for a bit.

Then I told her about the requirement for naked pictures of her, and added, "Darrell wants some spread leg pics, and he wants to see your tits and ass, too." Then I looked down, waiting for her reaction. I was afraid she might explode with rage.

When I looked up, her face was flushed with embarrassment. She asked, "What is he going to do with them? Not post them on-line anywhere, is he?"

I told her, "I don't think so. Maybe he just wants to masturbate while looking at you naked."

She sat on the edge of the bed. After a few moments, she nodded her head and said, "Well, I guess I can't ask you to wear pink panties for us, and then refuse to pose naked, can I?"

I was frankly surprised she agreed so easily. But I also knew she felt even more despondent over our financial situation than I did.

I got my phone, and took several pictures of her, all completely naked. We did all kinds of poses, like of her with her back to the camera and leaning way over to expose her entire backside, and her spread legged like Darrell instructed, and her squeezing her lovely tits.

The next morning, Mamma called me over to her desk. Without her even asking, I dropped my pants so she could see I was wearing pink panties. They were pink, but they were just plain, simple, cotton panties. Almost like boy panties.

Mamma shook her head no. "They must be lacy and sexy and frilly. Nothing plain Jane like that. You better be wearing something really sexy tomorrow. Your last chance." Then she asked me if I had taken the naked pictures of Abby.

I said, "Yes, Mamma, I have." She took my phone and brought it in to Darrell, and closed the door behind her. Darrell had the phone for well over an hour before it was returned to me.

Mamma said "My son really likes your wife. He said she is built to be naked, as she looks so good, so hot. Take that as a hint. Your wife needs to be naked most of the time. He said she needs to shave her cunt. Darrell likes bald cunt. Retake the photos tonight after she shaves."

I was startled, but said, "Okay, Mamma."

Then she smiled at me and said, "You need to shave, too. When you come in to work in the morning, the only hair on you better be on your motherfucking white head." Then she turned and went to her desk.

That night, Abby asked how the nude pictures of her went over.

I told her, "Darrell really seemed to like them a lot. He said you look really good naked, and you should be naked a lot."

Her face flushed red, and she said, "Be sure to tell Darrell thank you for his comments."

Then I told her, "But he said you need to shave your pubic area. Darrell wants you to have a totally bald pussy, he said."

Abby flushed again, but nodded her head okay.

Then I added, "I need to remove all the hair on my body too."

Abby gave me a quizzical look, but then just nodded.

We ate a quick dinner, then we went out shopping for sexy, girly, pink panties. I bought several pairs for me, and Abby even got some for herself. We made sure all the panties were very sexy and revealing. Some were lacy, some transparent, some thongs, some g-strings, etc. Our panties were really pretty interchangeable, as I could wear hers, and she could wear mine. We also got some hair removal cream for my dick and balls and face.

At home, Abby took a shower and totally shaved herself. After, she helped me, shaving my legs, under my arms, some other areas and applying the cream to my balls and areas difficult to shave, as well as my face. After completely drying off, we modeled our new pink panties for each other, then I retook the nude photos of Abby.

When I got in to work the next morning, Mamma was already there. I immediately went to her desk and dropped my pants, and showed her my new pink panties. The panties I wore were very sheer, easily showing my dick through the fabric. They were thongs, with lace trim.

Mamma smiled, and said, "Very good! And I see no hair, either, girl! You make a very pretty girl. You've always been a girl anyway, with that pathetic little dick you have."

I was very embarrassed and humiliated, but I thought to myself "Girl?" Did she just call me a girl? But I didn't react, other than smiling at her and thanking her.

Mamma asked, "Did you make new pics of your wife?"

"Yes, Mamma, I did. She is totally shaved now."

"Let me see."

I pulled out my phone and showed her. While she looked, I pulled up my pants. She smiled and nodded, then told me to bring my phone in to Darrell and show him. She opened Darrell's door for me, then closed it after I went in.

I gave Darrell my phone and he pulled up the photos. He remarked about how great they were, and how nice Abby looked, and told me he was very pleased.

I said, "Thank you, Sir. And Abby asked me to pass on to you her thanks for the nice compliments."

Darrell nodded, and said he was going to send the pictures to himself. He told me once they all came in, he would upload them to his computer, so others could admire Abby too. That shook me up, so I started to object.

"Shut up!" He said, "Take off your pants. Completely off. I want to see your panties."

I did as he told me, removing my pants, then modeling my new pink panties. He had me turn in a circle in front of him, so he could see my ass, too. Then he motioned me close to him, and as a shock to me, he stuck his hand down the front of my panties and felt my balls.

He said, "Excellent, no hair on your balls, either. Very good, girl."

Then he reached into a drawer and pulled out a package. He said, "This is called a butt plug. This is lube. Smear some lube on the plug and push it into your ass, girl. You will wear it all day. You can take it out after you get home so your ass doesn't get too sore, but each day you will wear the butt plug until you are totally used to it. Understood?"

"Yes, Sir, I understand," I said. I pick them up and turned to leave.

"No," he said. "Insert it here, right now, girl."

I picked them up and opened the packaging, then applied lube to the plug. I pulled down my pink panties, and pushed the plug up into my ass. It was uncomfortable. I guess the thing was designed to not slip out on its own, as I half way expected the plug to slip out when I leaned way over to pull up my panties, but it stayed snugly in place.

Darrell ask, "How does it feel, girl?"

"It sort of feels like I need to poop, Sir."

Darrell belly laughed, and told me I could put my pants back on and go back to my office.

I spent some time in my office then both Candy and Riley came in. When they sat, I could see that Riley had on very sheer panties, almost like mine. That is when I made a mistake.

I said, "Wow, we have panties almost exactly alike!" My face turned bright red when I realized I had blurted that out.

The girls giggled and insisted that we are compare panties. They wouldn't let up until I dropped my pants and showed them. They expressed how cute I looked, They noticed the butt plug, too.

Candy asked, "Do you know why he made you wear a butt plug?"

I said, "No, but I guess it is just to humiliate me, to make me more subservient."

Riley said, "That is part of it, but it is more to get your ass used to big black things." Then she and Candy giggled.

I was totally confused.

Candy asked, "He called you a girl, didn't he?"

I answered, "Yes, he did."

Candy smiled and said, "Hint, hint." Then both girls giggled again.

I asked them, "How do you two get by with dressing so, um, revealing? I guess that is the nicest way of putting it."

Riley answered, "Get by with? No, we are REQUIRED to. It helps business a lot. Why do you think we do such big business with black men? You have seen a lot of guys coming in and going into our offices with the doors closed, right?" Then she smiled.

I decided I better drop that line of questioning before I learned more than I wanted to know.

One of them asked to see the new pictures of Abby, so I dug my phone out and showed them.

As Candy looked, she whistled and said "hot hot hot! If she comes to work here, she will be a lot of competition. Does your wife like pussy too?" She winked at me.

I stammered my response, saying, "She has a job already. Besides, I don't think Abby would ever use sex to get business and earn money. And I don't think she would have sex with other women."

Riley said, "I like how naive you are. It is so cute."

Both girls giggled as they left my office.

Before I left the office for the weekend, I stopped in at Darrell's office and told him that I thought I would be ready to handle my first customers on Monday.

Darrell smiled and said, "Good, glad to hear that. And, by the way, I will be coming over for dinner at your house tomorrow night. I'll be bringing a couple friends. Make sure Abby is totally naked, except for six-inch heels and stockings. You will be naked too, except for your pink panties. Good night, girl, and see you at 8:00 tomorrow night. Be ready. No excuses."

I was totally shocked once again, but dumbly just said, "Yes, Sir."

When I got home, I stripped down and showed Abby my butt plug. She was mystified too, as to why Darrell would want me to wear that. My ass was a little sore, so Abby helped me pull it out, then I went into the bathroom and washed it clean. I went poop, too. Just felt like an urgent need to do that.

I went back into the living room with Abby, wearing just my pink panties, and sat in a chair facing her. I reminded her of what Darrell has said about her being naked most of the time, and then sprang the shocker on her.

"Darrell and some of his friends are coming over for dinner Saturday night," I informed her.

"What, are you kidding me," she exclaimed.

"No," I said, "And that isn't all. I have to be wearing pink panties and nothing else. And you...and you, well, you have to be naked, except for six-inch heels and stockings."

Abby's mouth fell open in shock. She stared at me, mouth open, eyes wide open and stammering. Finally, she closed her mouth, and looked away. After a minute, she looked at me again.

"I guess we don't have much choice, do we. After all, we have come this far. We've done everything he ordered us to do so far. We desperately need the money, and he already has those naked pictures of me. Who knows what he will do with those if we back out now. He will probably plaster them all over the internet and fire you, too."

I nodded in agreement. I was at a loss as to anything we could do other than comply.

"We need to go out," she said. "I don't have any six-inch heels, and I don't have any stockings that will be good enough. You know, sexy enough."

"Sexy enough?" I repeated.

"Yes, you know full well that if my heels and stockings are not sexy enough for Darrell and his friends, it will be major trouble. He obviously likes how I look, so we need to take advantage of that. This is new to me, posing naked and getting complements about being hot and all of that. It sort of is exciting, in a way, you know what I mean?"

I nodded in agreement, but not really sure exactly what she did mean. Did it mean she was willing to do ANYTHING simply because he complements her and it is exciting to her? Is this my Abby? Is this my wife agreeing to all this? I was very nervous about it.

We went out and got some fast food for dinner, then went shopping. We spent the last of our money from the advance against the draw buying Abby an incredibly sexy pair of black thigh-high stockings with lacy tops and gorgeous and very sexy heels.

When we got home, Abby modeled them for me. I instantly got hard.

The tops of the stockings ended just below her bald pussy. I never realized just how incredibly sexy and beautiful it would be to have stockings like that complimenting a bald pussy. And the heels, wow! When she walked they made her hips sway with each step. Really sexy!

My dick got even harder inside my pink panties, pushing the fabric out a few inches.. Since I was wearing nothing but the panties, Abby could not help but notice, and smiled big, and giggled.

"I have never felt this sexy before in my life!" she said. "I'm sort of pumped by it."

She looked at me, and saw I looked somewhat concerned.

"I mean, if you don't mind," she said.

"Well," I said, "I'm not sure what you mean about being 'pumped' by it. We can't go overboard with this. We are married, and neither of us have played around with anyone else. But,we have to play along with it up to a point, anyway, so I guess it is just as well you are pumped by it, and feel so sexy about it." I hung my head down. My hard-on deflated. .

Abby came over and hugged and kissed me, and patted me on my pink pantied ass.

After much worry and trepidation, Saturday night arrived. Abby and I had both freshly showered and shaved, and worked together in the kitchen. We had prepared salads, and for the main course, spaghetti with meat sauce. It was all we could afford. There wasn't a whole lot of ground beef in the meat sauce.

We both sat, nervously waiting for our guests to arrive.

Abby asked me, "What do you think about wearing panties? The ones you are wearing are really cute, pink with white dots. Really cute. I'll have to wear those later on sometime. I liked those sheer ones you wore yesterday, too."

"Actually," I said, "The panties feel kind of good, especially against my dick. I kind of like the feel of them. But, I sure don't like wearing panties in front of other people. They will probably think I am gay or something I am not. So I wish that would not happen. I mean, wearing panties in front of Darrell and his friends and his mamma."

She asked, "Is the butt plug feeling okay?"

I just nodded yes.

A little before 8:00, we heard car doors, then the doorbell rang. I hung back, embarrassed at wearing pink panties in front of Darrell's friends.

Abby quickly bounced over to the door and opened it, her large naked breasts bouncing with the effort. Darrell was the first one in, followed by three other black men.

As a greeting, Darrell pulled Abby to him and kissed her on her lips, deeply, long. One of his hands slipped from her waist up to her breasts, and massaged them. I was shocked to see this happening right in front of my eyes, and then got even more shocked when Abby shivered. It was almost like she was enjoying the long, deep kiss and him fondling her breasts. She had never shivered when I had kissed her. Jealousy started to rise up big time.

Finally Darrell broke it off. Abby's face was flushed as he introduce the three other men to her. Each of them kissed her hard, and squeezed a tit or her ass, and one of them even felt her smooth pussy. I was so jealous, I didn't know how to contain myself.

One of the men pointed at me and said, "Cute panties, girl!"

I said, "Thank you, Sir." I was afraid to say anything else, or to protest how they handled Abby.

Darrell was carrying a couple of bags. He gave me one, and told me to put on the stuff that was in the bag. I took it and opened it up.

In the bag was a little short white skirt. I mean really little. And there was a pair of white thigh-high stocking, and then a striped top that was so short it looked like it would just barely cover my nipples.. The stripes on the top were hot pink. Then I pulled out a long haired wig. Then I found a padded bra. Finally, a tube of hot pink lipstick. I was shaken.

I said to Darrell, "You want me to put all this stuff on?"

He just gave me a cruel look, like it was saying, "What the fuck did I tell you." That was the message his look gave to me. So I took the bag and started heading to the bedroom.

"NO!" He yelled out. "Put it on right here!"

I turned around, and sat. I nervously put the bra on, then the striped top on. Next, I put on the wig. Then I pulled on the white thigh-high stockings. Then I stood and stepped into the tiny white skirt, and pulled it up. I started to apply the lipstick, but had difficulty, so my naked wife stepped over to apply the lipstick for me. She had me pout, then smack my lips together, like she does.