Hi, my name is Ruby Brown, the hottest woman in this town. I am an African American lesbian; at 34 yrs. old, I am not rich but I do have money in the bank, thanks to a divorce settlement. Since the divorce, I have learned that women are my sexual preference; I love the sweet smelling soft touch of a female as opposed to the stinking, rough and stupid men. I intimidate the male species anyway. I am 6' tall and work out and lift weights; my muscles are larger than most men, my breast size is 38DD, my stomach is flat, my long black hair is braded, my eyes are big and dark and my glowing skin is jet black.
I was in a club last night and ran into an acquaintance named Vera; it was the weirdest thing, Vera had a cute white girl named Cathy that she called her fuck slut. This little blond would do anything that Vera told her to do! I want some of that action, but how do you get someone to do that and where do you find a sex slave?
The next day I went to the university to visit a professor friend that taught human behavior. Once in her office, she welcomed me and asked what my problem was, " How can you tell if someone is submissive? I want to find white girls that love to be dominated and will do anything that I want them to do."
"Woman that are submissive usually display shyness, self doubt, they often look down and avoid eye contact and they are repressed sexually, often on moral grounds. They use the excuse of being forced to perform sexual acts to excuse their behavior. In their mind, the dominant is responsible for their actions and not themselves. In short it is a transference of responsibility."
I explained to her about Vera and Cathy and asked her if she took advantage of her sessions with the girls.
"Absolutely not! They would throw me in jail if I ever did that. I never mess with my students."
"I understand, sure must be tempting though; give me the names of the submissive girls and let me seduce them."
"That would be highly unethical, find your own submissive women."
"Fuck you bitch, I tried to be nice but you give me no choice. Remember that party last year? Well there are photos of you in all kinds of perverted acts with young women, and the photos are in my possession. When the pictures get out, lets see if the university thinks they are ethical."
"You mean to tell me that you would do that to me? That's blackmail."
"Call it what you want, but all I asked for is a little information. The choice is yours."
The professor put her face in her hands and then looked up at me and made me promise that no one would know about our little deal. After assuring her that it was just between us, she said that she would call me tonight with some names and numbers.
The evening went by very slowly as I waited for the phone to ring. I was downing another beer when the telephone finally rang. Trying to sound cool and not sound too excited, I softly said hi, and hid my glee as the professor gave me the names of two blond women, a nineteen yr. old student and her mother. She informed me that they fit the perfect profile of submissive behavior. Amber the daughter was extremely shy and never stood up for herself and was picked on by other students. Her mother Jane was even worse and during counseling alone with the professor, revealed that before she was married, two sisters that lived down the street forced her to eat their cunts. The professor promised to compile a list of names for me and give them as needed. She said that she wished that it could be her and asked me to tell her everything.
After making plans for the seduction of the two sweet little white blond women, I decided to pay a visit to mom, pretending to represent the university. The husband left her over a year ago and Jane moved here to provide a home for her daughter while she was in school.
Having introduced myself as Ms. Brown from the university, I asked questions about how her daughter was progressing. She served us both coffee and told me that her daughter was coming along slowly. Then I dropped the bomb and asked her to talk about her own incident with the sisters. I wore a black business suit and phoney eyeglasses to look the part but as I adjusted my position on the sofa, my skirt hiked up revealing my long muscular black legs. When Jane noticed me looking her in the eye as she stared at my shapely legs, she blushed and quickly looked away. Looking right at her I said, "Two black women made you eat their pussies, is that right?"
"No, they were white!"
"Oh, I'm sorry, you mean they had the same parents. The report said sisters and I jumped to the wrong conclusion, please forgive me; go on, tell me everything, to update the report we need every detail."
"Well, they were bullies and constantly teased me. Then one day they offered to become friends and invited me to their home to study. Their parents were not home and they started wrestling with me. Soon they had me stripped naked and made fun of my small breast. They made me suck their larger breast, sat on my face, and forced me to make them climax while they fingered my pussy!"
Her blue eyes were sobbing and the 5'1" slender beauty was trembling. I took her in my strong arms and consoled her. I held her tight so that her pretty face was crying on my blouse. I showed her the spot and asked if she had a washer and dryer. She asked if that was necessary and got a wet cloth and wiped my blouse, I could feel my nipples stiffen and removed the blouse under the pretext of letting it dry, I wanted her to see my big tits. Jane ran to the bedroom to get me a robe, I removed my bra. When the shy little 37yr. old mom returned, she blushed and gasped at the sight of my big black boobs. I told her that the bra was wet too. She just stood there with the robe in her hands and stared at my tits.
I took her in my arms and kissed her passionately, my long tongue explored her little mouth. I could feel her weaken as I played with her ass. "Wha..what are you doing?"
"I think that we should relive the incident from your past." I lifted her housedress up and over her head and tossed it aside. Then I removed my skirt and thong and then pulled down her pretty blue panties and unhooked her tiny bra. The poor little mom just stood there frozen in fear. I tweaked her tiny tits and told her that they were cute.
Then her face was pressed to my big black breast, without being told, she was nursing on them like a baby. From behind, my fingers played with her ass and wet pussy. "Keep sucking my big tits, did the sisters have tits this big? Your little pussy is soaking wet, you like this don't you?"
"Your tits are big and beautiful, their tits didn't compare. I haven't had sex in so long and you are strong and sexy, yes, I love it!" I smiled, thinking to myself how easy this was. I lifted her and carried her upstairs to the bedroom. Gently, the petite woman was lowered to the queen size bed. After kissing her lips, I worked on her neck, tiny tits, stomach and slim legs. My lips kissed her quivering honey pot. A thumb manipulated her tiny clit as my long tongue explored the pink folds of her aroused pussy; it was opening for me like a flower in the morning mist. The aroma of her love canal was sweet; my tongue was making waves where her still waters flow.
