I made sure to move slowly and carefully. Sarah had never sucked a dick before and I didn't want her to gag."Tighten your lips--oh, yes, that's good. ...ood girl," I said, "Look at me when you suck me off." Don't push it," I heard her mumble around my shaft. That was Sarah's 'safe word'. If she felt I was going too far, then she would remind me to not 'push it'. I kept thrusting my hips and decided that it was okay if she didn't look at me. When I felt like I was ready to cum, I pulled my hand. He was there if I grew scared. If I wanted to blurt out my safe word—red light—and end the entire event. But I wouldn’t. I would prove to him that I was his slave.The final Master to kiss me was the Black man, his hard dick rubbing into my stomach. His White slave girl, kneeling at his side, kissed and nuzzled at my hip, stroking my leg as her master devoured my mouth. I trembled, his ebony hands stroking me, arousing me. His dick was thick.Then he released me. I swayed, breathing hard, my body. His face was getting flushed.i hoped that he was as horny as i was. But the exam time was up, i hadnt finished but i was confident i at least got a d on it. just as i was getting ready to gather my stuff and leave, mr. peterson said he was going to call out our names for us to turn our test in and then we could leave. It wasnt surprisingmy name was last, we were alone, He asked me if I could approach his desk . he took one glance at my test and said without even half of it done, he didnt think. We had been invited by a friend to a “house party”. He did indicate that it was going to be a swinger’s party and thought maybe we would be interested. Well we talked it over and the wife said she was willing to try it if I was. We had discussed this before and so we decided to go for it. The party was going to be Saturday night which worked out just fine for us. As the day approached we both became excited but apprehensive as well. After all we had never been with another person as we were.