Darkened Passion: a 750-Word Story
A white woman cheats with her husband's black best friend
Mary Not Wollstonecraft
There are exactly 750 words below.
Coming through the door, Tiffany pulled it shut behind her, smiled, and leaned back against it. Her lace teddy and pasty flesh contrasted in a pleasing, shapely package of willing anticipation.
The ebony skin shone in the dim light as if oiled. But Tiffany realized, from experience, this was normal. Kameron's gigantic penis lay on his belly, a girthy monster slumbering, limp, which needed awakening.
"Come here, baby girl, and get me hard," Kameron said.
Tiffany slithered on the bed, sliding up his legs, kissing a trail from his toes to balls. Her tongue tickled his nuts, licking and smooched them as the fingers of her right hand teased the sleeping giant.
Clutching her hair, Kameron pulled Tiffany to the beast's head. Wrapping her lips around it, she trekked her way to its base, her tongue exploring as much of it as possible.
Kameron moaned, her stomach tightening with lust as she felt Tiffany's warm, wet mouth engulfing the head of his cock. Knowing that this tiny white woman found pleasure in serving him always thrilled him.
His fingers slid through Tiffany's hair. Guiding her head. Matching the rhythm of petting her with the movements of Tiffany's lips
She glanced at the mirror. The sight of Kameron's black, muscled body controlling her actions painted a picture. A contrasting painting of strength and weakness, feminine and masculine, ebony and ivory, and master and slave.
Tiffany's pussy juice dripped and formed a trail down her inner thighs to the bedspread.
Kameron's breath hitched when Tiffany took more of his dork into her maw, feeling it filling up every corner of her oral cavity. A low growl rumbled from deep within Kameron as he pressed deeper into Tiffany's throat.
Kameron let a long moan escape, which echoed throughout the room. Each time Tiffany lifted her head for air, Kameron would grind against her face greedily, seeking her wetness. His hips bucked upwards, driving the monster further inside those talented lips.
Clutching her hair, he pulled her off his peter, yanked her up his body.
Tiffany straddled him, rose, and reached down, unsnapped the crotch. Lifting herself, she grabbed his stiff shaft and rubbed the cockhead through wet lips. Once she positioned him at her opening, she sank on Kameron's prick.
Taking her by the hips, Kameron thrust upward, driving himself deep inside her. Putting his arms around her, he pulled Tiffany to him. They kissed, tongues entwined, and he rolled her under him.
