Blackened Pt. I
"I just think that we've been moving too fast. I still love you, its just marriage is a big deal and I don't want to rush into it."
Emma could not believe what she was hearing. Here he was, the man that she loved, telling her that he wished to break off their engagement. Not break up mind you, but end their engagement. Sure they were both college students but when you find that one special person, you just know right? Well apparently not, since Chris- who had proposed about 6 months ago- was going back on that. This caused Emma to cry alone in her room by herself for days. By the end of the week, her eyes were dry and she could cry no more. A plan had formulated in her mind, she was going to get her revenge. No matter how long it took.
Months passed. And in that time Emma began a steady regiment of diet and exercise. Before she was five foot six, 190 pounds and had a cute little tummy that hung over her waist just a little bit. Now she was 120 pounds with a flat stomach and a lot more stamina. Stamina that she used to show Chris just how amazing her new body was in bed. She also had blonde hair, glasses and ever since she started taking birth control her tits grew from a D cup to a gigantic E cup. Meanwhile, she went around campus meeting new people looking around for a very specific kind of person. She was looking for someone who was big, and black. Unfortunately, there weren't a lot of Black men at her liberal arts college in the middle of a white rural farm town. One day however, she stumbled upon him. A good-looking Black man that looked to be in his late 20s. His name was Wyatt and she instantly took a liking to him. I think he's the one. She thought. Now she could finally get her revenge.
Over the ensuing months she befriended Wyatt and learned more about him. He was 37, 17 years older than Emma, and started going to their college after winning an unlawful termination lawsuit after being fired from the same college that he now attended. Now he, a grounds keeper until just last year, was going there full time to become a music teacher. Well music teacher was his backup plan, he planned on starting a band that blended bass and sax together in kind of a soul fusion. Something he had dreamed of since he was a kid. But more importantly, Emma was able to get out an important piece of information from him. "So... is it true what they say? About Black guys's... you know...". Wyatt just laughed and told her that he hadn't seen too many dicks in his day but that personally his was 7 and 3/4 inches. Excellent. She thought.
Now it was time to start the next phase of her plan. Wyatt was an older single man and would probably jump at the chance to sleep with a younger white woman. As a single adult male who probably hadn't gotten laid in a while, Wyatt was going to be such easy pickings. She could absolutely jump his bones with minimal effort. Right now Chris could get laid anytime he wanted, but that was all about to change. You see Emma's plan was simple: On the one year anniversary of the day that Chris broke off their engagement, she was going to "suspend" their relationship and provide an ultimatum. If you want to keep on dating me, you can't have sex with me all summer and in the meanwhile I'm going to have a "Hot Girl, Black Dick" summer. For three straight months Emma was going to get fucked, cummed in and used like a whore while Chris would meet up with her for mandatory meetings every two week to hear alllll about it. And if he refused? Bye, bye, Chris.
Now I know what you're saying, "Why the hell would Chris still stay with Emma after all that? Why would he agree to this?" And the answer was simple. After all of her weight loss Emma had the body of a model, and fucked like a porn star. She was skinny with big tits that she only now found out weren't even Double D but Triple D! Yeah, she was an F cup and only weighted 120 pounds! And that was only half the battle, in the last three months she started fucking Chris vigorously. No longer was she a dead fish that would just lay there, taking it. Now she was an active participant who rode him all night long and would moan like a cheap whore when he slammed her pussy from behind. The moaning was just an act of course, but he didn't know that. She even started squirting during sex! Now Chris was putty in her hands and it was time for her plan to roll into motion.
At the end of May she got together with Chris at Red Robin for what she liked to call the "Red Robin Wedding." She was going to give him one hell of a surprise. The two sat across from each other in a booth at the restaurant, eating lunch.
"So remember my friend Wyatt?" She said, sipping on her raspberry Fanta.
"Yeah, I think so. The Black one?"
"Yeah that one! Well I'm breaking up with you for him."
"What?!?!" Chris nearly choked on his bloody Robin Burger.
"Yeah, you and I are through unless you do exactly what I say. I am tired of you. I don't know 'I just think that we've been moving too fast.' And I wanna try new things, like Black cock." Emma smiled while Chris nearly had a stroke.
"I...I- I don't understand. Things were going so good between us."
"Yeah... the sex right? It's the sex. God that's all men ever care about. Well now I'm going to be having sex with someone else. And if you ever wanna have sex with me again you're going to agree to what I'm about to propose. Wyatt is going to fuck me relentlessly for the next three months, and you're going to not only let him but every two weeks we're gonna get together and I'm gonna tell you about it! Who knows maybe I'll even have a video to share or some messy panties for you to jerk off with! You'd like that wouldn't you? Perv. But if you're a good boy and let me have my fun, then at the end of the three months we can be boyfriend and girlfriend again and you'll be the only man that can touch me again. Now, if you'd like and you're feeling up to it, you may fuck me one last time, with a condom on, so that you can say goodbye to this tight pussy one last time. Next time you hit it may not be in such pristine condition."
Next they drove to Chris's house and Emma was true to her word. She passionately fucked and moaned as she let Chris hit for potentially the last time. She made Chris wear a condom, when usually he went bareback, to torture him just a little. But Emma knew he was too meek and honest to take it off when she asked that he wear it. They fucked standing up and then laying down on the bed with her cute pale ass up. Then when he came, it was with great bitter sweet sadness. After that point the tears that had been gestating within his eyes finally reached maturity and let loose. He cried his eyes out as she left.
***
Three days passed and she was coming over to Wyatt's house to "hang out." It was there that she confessed that she had broken up with her boyfriend because she felt that she had feelings for him. Wyatt told her that he had feelings for her too, but wasn't interested in a relationship. She said that was fine, and the two cuddled together on the couch. While cuddling and watching Community, she suddenly felt the need to go to the bathroom. She couldn't get up where she was because the coffee table was right next to the couch. So she slid up and over Wyatt's lap to get to the other side of the couch... but stopped when she got to his lap. She froze. Then she just started looking at him. Finally, they kissed. After making out for several minutes, the two broke apart and gave each other a look.
"You wanna do this?" He asked.
"Yes." Emma said as she got up and giddily followed Wyatt up the stairs.
