This is a fictional story about how a young white racist woman underestimated the power of a fine black cock. After he tricked her in having sex with him she couldn't get enough of his dick. All characters are at least 21 years of age and any connection with anyone in real life is purely coincidental.
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Robert Cummings was a handsome young African American man of 26 years of age. A recent college graduate, he was having a very hard time finding a job in his field, but he knew he had to work to pay the bills for his nice apartment where he was living. Thankfully he was hired at a firm in a nearby town and he figured he would keep the job until he found a better one.
He had only been at his new job for several weeks when he accidently bumped into Vanessa Wilson, a gorgeous 5'6" blonde who was the secretary of the company's general manager and the granddaughter of the company's founder. Vanessa was endowed with great looks, great legs, and an ass that was gorgeous, and she was often said to be a clone of a young, pretty Britney Spears, especially with her legs. Vanessa was very beautiful but she was also snotty and racist. Most people at the firm, especially black people, knew to stay away from her.
Robert had heard rumors from co-workers that Vanessa was a vibrant, mouthy woman who had no problem slinging slurs at anyone who crossed her. It wasn't unusual for her to complain to her boss about someone even if she didn't like the way they looked, and depending on her dislike for them and her mood that day, she would get them fired. Robert was told to stay away from her at all costs.
Robert's co-workers warned him to be careful how he talked to her and told him that several black men had their jobs terminated after SHE used the 'n' word against THEM. So when Robert accidently bumped into her she let out a profanity filled backlash that was also filled with 'n' word expletives. He tried to calm the storm by apologizing but she threatened him that her boss WOULD hear about the problem.
"I'm sorry, Ms. Wilson. I didn't see you coming. Please forgive me," he said.
"Peons like you HAVE to be more careful!" she blurted out. "I am going to talk to my boss about this and we'll see how he handles it. There's very little I can do about it now!"
"If you don't tell him at all what's the difference? No harm, no foul, right?" Robert said to her.
"What do you mean, no harm no foul? You touched me, didn't you?" she shouted. "I don't particularly enjoy touching your kind."
"What do you mean, MY kind?" he asked gently.
"You're black, aren't you? THAT'S what the hell I mean, homeboy! I do not like your kind!"
"Isn't there some way I can calm the storm, make it up to you?" Robert said.
"The only way I can see this mess ending right is if I go tell Mr. Bowen. Then we'll see how it turns out."
Damn, he thought to himself, this broad is a real racist! And if I lose this job now I will probably lose my apartment. He tried to talk to her but her mind was set. She was going to talk to her boss knowing full well he would fire Robert. After all she was the apple of her grandfather's eye and what she wanted she usually got.
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Robert DID lose his job over something that wasn't even his fault. But the handsome, 6'2" African American quickly found another job nearby with an even better salary. But his thoughts continued to be on Vanessa and how poorly she treated him. He wanted to make her pay for being such an asshole and racist.
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About two months later Robert was doing some grocery shopping as he usually did in the supermarket in town. Then something happened that he couldn't believe his eyes! As he was going down an aisle he spotted Vanessa as she just turned the corner headed for another aisle. He left his shopping cart in the middle of the aisle and sneaked around the corner to make sure it was her.
There was no question it was Vanessa, so he quickly left the store and went to his car where he grabbed his hat and his sunglasses and a fake mustache, and after putting them on he returned to continue his shopping. He returned to his cart and walked around to the next aisle. She wasn't in that aisle so he went to the next aisle, where she was busy choosing some food items to place in her cart.
Robert walked right passed her and even though she glanced at him she didn't recognize him at all. So Robert took his time looking at grocery items but stayed close to her. Vanessa was dressed in a lovely red miniskirt and when she knelt down to look at something on the bottom shelf her skirt hiked up almost to her panties. Robert was shown her magnificent thighs and he could swear she was not wearing pantyhose!
Her legs were fantastic! He thought to himself that soon he will have those legs and that white pussy all to himself and he felt his dick getting hard!
When she was through shopping she went to the check out line and placed her items on the conveyor belt. At the same time Robert went to the self-check out line to pay for his items while also keeping his eyes on Vanessa.
She finished checking out before he did, which is exactly what Robert wanted, and as she walked out the door he quickly finished up his own order and followed her at a distance. Robert hurried to unload his items into his car and saw that Vanessa had just begun to put her items in the trunk of her car.
He quickly went over to her car and surprised the crap out of her. "Here, let me help you put your things away," he said.
"What the fuck do you think you're doing, BOY?" she said.
"You see what I have here in my hand? You open your big racist mouth and I will stab you sure as hell! Now lock your damn car and put the cart in the slot over there. Then you follow me! Any questions, WHITE BITCH?"
"Are you kidnapping me? I'll call the police and have you locked the fuck up!" she said to him.
"You open your skanky mouth one more time and I will shut you up forever! Do you get what I'm saying?" Robert said as he held his knife to her back.
