WARNING: This story contains racial slurs and leans heavily into the Queen of Spades kink.
I had only my panties and pink toe socks on. Well, I say my panties and my socks, but they weren't mine. No, they were Julia's. They were hers and they were dirty, fetched from the hamper after she'd used them for her morning workout. I had hours to myself, all alone on her bed. Her bedsheets weren't changed either, and they smelled like her. I had sniffed them before laying down, smelled her lingering intimacy on them. I was still enamored with her divine scent, even months after first smelling Julia.
I had porn playing loudly--a scene from Blacked. Adriana Chechik was servicing three cocks and my eyes were glued to the scene, my hand already stuffed into the dirty panties. I could feel the fabric pressing against my asshole, kissing it like I knew it kissed hers. My fingers rubbed slowly over my swollen clit, my palm grinding into my bush. I placed my black nine-inch dildo off to the side as I licked my lips.
Adriana was on her knees, sucking a big black cock, in her nude and black-colored lingerie. She hadn't even taken her cuban stockings off as her velvety lips enveloped the monster rod. Her tongue and lips slicked the member, her right hand tugging on another dick. I watched her hand carefully, matching the pace of her rhythm against my wet folds. A dirty, noisy moan escaped my lips as I flicked my clit, my toes curling and spreading inside Julia's nasty, dirty socks. I could feel the sweat-soaked fabric teasing my feet in all the right places that made me squirm, the smell of her disgusting socks slowly driving me insane in tandem with the scene unfolding before me.
The camera had closed in on Adriana as she bobbed her head back and forth on the black cock. Her saliva was coating it from helmet to hairy base as she kept her hands down at her sides, eyes looking directly into the bull's. It reached the back of her throat as she took it slowly into her maw, and then she peeled herself back and off, leaving behind a string of drool before she turned to the second cock and took that one into her mouth.
I was going crazy, my fingers were dancing over my cunt. I could feel my juices wetting her stinky thong, my pucker winking and adding my scent to the underwear. My free hand was at my thigh, squeezing the supple flesh gently, fingertips tracing long highways on the sensitive inner flesh as I closed my eyes. The lingering scent wafting off her socks would occasionally rise and travel to my nose, and every time it did I shuddered. The strong yet faint odor flooded my nostrils with her smell--the smell of her gross, sweaty feet. I was intoxicated, on her odor and on the scene as I opened my eyes and focused on the porn. I was gooning and all I could think about was how much I wanted to be in Chechik's place right now, on my knees and having my way with three delicious chocolate cocks. My pussy was drooling and I could feel the moistness on the panties. I lifted my finger away, leaving myself unattended for a moment as I sniffed myself, catching a trace of Julia's cunt on my fingers, left there from the fabric when it caressed her lips. I returned my fingers underneath the hem of her panties and continued masturbating.