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How I Ended Up On the Steps of a Brownstone
By: swampvenusMy name is Anne, and I’m a racial fetishist and somewhat of a whore.
I grew up in New York City on the Upper East Side. If you’re not familiar with the city, this is a very stylish, wealthy area. I was alwasy very conservative and, well, boring, honestly. I never rocked the boat.
I was positively mousy. Although I am a pretty girl, I did everything I could to hide it. I am a very thin blonde, with long, straight hair, fair skin and blue eyes. I have nice breasts that are shapely and never sag, and an ass that looks great in anything. Still, I dressed like someone in her fifties most of the time. I can’t explain why.
I went to college at Barnard which was traditionally a women’s college although these days it is open to men as well. It was not until I was nineteen and at Barnard that I had my first serious disagreement with my parents, and this led to a serious rebellion, and one that set me free, although you may not agree with the result. free interracial cuckold stories
My parents decided that they wanted me to date the son of one of their important business friends. I had no interest in him, in his yachting hobby, in his career plans as a Harvard MBA, none of it, but my parents just didn’t seem to care. As if it was 1850 or something! Finally, I put my foot down.
And I decided to punish them.
I went down to the East Village the night we had the big argument to find the man I’d bring home to them. I didn’t think I’d find anyone I was interested in, and frankly, this was very shitty of me. I was just finding someone to use. Little did I know, I’d be the one getting used, and loving every second of it.
I left the house and went to a friend’s apartment. I needed help! I had nothing to wear, at least nothing that would get me what I wanted. But I knew Jenna would help me; she had been after me for two years since we started school to get a new look.
When I told her what I wanted to do, she was totally psyched. Girl! I’ve been waiting for this shit! I know just what to do.
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After about an hour, she stood me in front of the mirror, and I saw the person I’ve become today. I wore a black vinyl mini, matching boots with spike heels, and a red jacquard bustier/corset. My waist was tiny, my tits looked fantastic. I had a jacket to go over as the weather was a bit chilly. Oh, and let’s not forget what was underneath. Absolutely nothing was underneath the corset, of course. But underneath the skirt was a fantastic pair of fishnet boy shorts that barely covered anything and were connected like garters to fishnet stockings.My blonde hair was long and slightly toussled. My blue eyes looked huge and bright with smoky, smudgy black liner around them and long, black lashes surrounding them.
And my lips looked ready to…well, to do almost anything in slick red gloss.
I was ready to bring home anyone I wanted.
I hugged Jenna and got on the subway. As I walked down the street in the East Village, I noticed that just about every guy turned to look at me. I truly was in charge of that night, that street, of everything I wanted. I knew I could get what I wanted. And all of the sudden, I stopped in my tracks.
I saw what I wanted, and my fishnet panties that exposed my ass to the breeze turned wet that second. This was no longer just a revenge thing. It was a desperately wanting cock thing.
He was a tall black man with tattoos and a pierced nose. He had on jeans that rode really low so I could see the contours of his abdominal muscles, and I could picture the rest of his body. I couldn’t stop staring.
Finally he looked my way. He smiled at me and I could tell that he already knew he owned my ass and the rest of me, too. He leaned back on the post he was standing next to as if to say, No, you’re gonna have to come over here if you want to talk to me, honey.
I walked over to him.
I’m Anne, I said, feeling like the biggest fucking idiot on the planet. Hi, Anne, I’m Thomas, he said. What can I do for you? I decided that, for once in my life, I was through fucking around. I said, I’m guessing you can probably do everything for me, and I’m hoping you will.
Thomas started laughing his ass off, and I wasn’t sure how to take it. As if he was reading my mind, he said, No worries, I like that you speak your mind. I was about to eat at this Turkish place around the corner. I’m hungry, so I’m srill going to, and you can come with if you want. After that, I’m open to suggestion.
I smiled, relieved, and said, Let’s go.
At the restaurant, he ordered all kinds of food I had never heard of. I was too nervous to try much, but what I tried I liked. I mostly sipped on some tea and watched him. Everything he did made me hornier. I kept shifting in my seat, and I know he was noticing it. He moved his legs under the table so they were firmly around mine, holding them shut. You don’t mind, right? You’re just squeezing them together anyway, aren’t you? he teased. Thomas leaned forward and whispered, Don’t worry, I love that shit.
I like that I’m getting you all hot. And I like that you love to fuck, I can tell you do. I am betting, Anne, that we don’t make it inside anywhere, and that I get to fuck you stupid outside tonight. What do you think?
I could barely breathe. Leaning in towards him I whispered back, I will fuck you anywhere you want. I would take your cock right here on this table, anywhere you wanted to put it.
Now I could see that even he was losing his composure. He leaned back, reached under the table, and pulled my hand onto his lap so I could feel his cock through his jeans. It was huge and so hard I thought I might pass out.
He let my hand go and called for the check.
We walked outside and down the street in silence, very close together. I could smell him, his skin, the spices from his food, the leather from his belt, everything. He smelled delicious.
Thomas grabbed me and pulled me into an alley and shoved me into the wall. I groaned and pulled him into me, grinding against his cock as hard as I could. I want that red gloss on my cock, he grunted and I dropped to my knees on the concrete even as people passed by the alley.
I could have cared less if they all stopped to watch.
I couldn’t undo his belt and pants fast enough, and when I did, his cock sprang out, huge and harder than the concrete I was kneeling on. I had never seen a cock like that and it was all I ever wanted to see again. I took it into my mouth and throat as deep as I could, in and out, all I wanted was to suck every drop of cum out of him and into me. I pulled on his ass with one hand and jacked the base of his cock with the other since his prick was far too big for me no matter how much I deep throated him. He went along with my urgency and really started pumping and fucking my mouth.
You love some black cock in your mouth, dont you, Anne? This is your first one, isn’t it? I just moaned and my juice dripped onto the alley floor.
Well, you’re going to get more than you bargained for tonight, dollbaby. You like it like this? You like it harder? He started fucking my mouth and throat as hard as he could. It was all I could do to take it, and I wanted nothing more than to take it all. Yeah, you love to suck my black dick. I have some cum for you Anne, and you better swallow all of it. Here it is, I’m shooting it for you right now, you little blonde whore!
I could feel him getting ready to shoot and he started to grunt and moan. Finally, it started to spurt into my mouth and throat, and I had never experienced a load like that.
Some ran out of the sides of my mouth, but the rest I swallowed like a champion cocksucking whore.
As soon as I could talk again, I whispered, Thank you, Thomas. May I ask you something? He panted, Oh baby, thank you. Ask me anything. I stood up next to him and asked, Will you still fuck me? He smiled and laughed like that was the funniest thing he ever heard. His pants were back up and he pulled my hand to his cock again, and I could feel it getting hard again already. I’m going to fuck you stupid, remember? And Anne, you look pretty with cum on your face, I want you to leave it on there. We’re not going too far.
I smiled and walked out of the alley with him. As we walked, I wished my parents could see me, red gloss smeared all over my face along with cum, dressed like a slut, hand in hand with Thomas.
I decided I wanted him to feel some urgency again, so I decided to tell him some things. I leaned over and even in heels stood on tip toe and whispered to him, Thomas, I don’t know where we’re going, but I’m pretty sure it’s too far, because I really need you to bend me over and fuck my pussy, and then finish me off with your cock in my ass.
I might play with myself while you’re in my ass, too. I don’t mean to be too demanding, but I really need that right away. My pussy has been wet since I saw you on the street, and my clit is aching, especially since it got me so hot to suck your cock like that. And I’m afraid if I don’t get your cock right away I’m really going to be in bad shape.
As I was whispering to him, I saw his cock growing and growing. We turned down a quiet side street. By now it was about 2:00 in the morning. The street had a row of neat brownstones on it, and each had a flight of stairs at the front with a small alclove at the top. I knew where we were going.
We climbed the stairs of the first brownstone, and at the top of the stairs Thomas bent me over the edge of the top railing.
He groaned when he saw my ass and the fishnet edge of my panties. He jerked them down to my ankles and pulled his cock out of his pants without even taking them down.
He shoved his cock into me all at once, and I had never been so full in my life. I had been aching for him all night, though, so I didn’t care how tight a fit it was. Thomas cared; You’re so tight on me, baby, oh yeah, you fuck me back just like that. I hadn’t realized it, but I was grinding back on his cock. It wasn’t going to be long before I came. He could feel me coming and thrust even harder to make it happen. That’s right, baby, you come while I slam your pussy, because next I’m going to pound your ass and I expect you to come then, too.
Just hearing him talk to me sent me over the edge. I started to wail and he clapped his hand over my mouth. I must have been cumming for at least a minute solid. I had never felt anything like that.
As I gasped for air, Thomas flipped me over. He lifted me up so I was sitting on the ledge of the steps. He put my legs on his shoulders so he had a nice clear shot at my ass. His cock was so big that I was kind of scared, yet I wanted a good ass-pounding from his black cock in a way I can’t explain. I had never been a fan of anal sex until I had it from Thomas…until I became a true black cock slut.
I was dripping wet from the entire night, and especially from cumming so hard moments before.
I was wet enough that my asshole was soaked too, and so was Thomas’s cock. Looking down was exquisite for me; the sight of my alabaster white skin and his black cock about to enter my tight, pink asshole was almost more than I could bear. I started to play with my clit, and he loved it. That’s right, my little white slut. You jerk yourself off, I want to watch you while I fuck you up the ass.
He pushed the head of his dick into my ass, and for a moment I wondered how any more could fit in. He answered that question as he shoved in the rest, and the sight of it was so hot I couldn’t believe I had lived without it.
I rubbed and rubbed my clit, harder and harder, and watched as Thomas pounded my ass like his life depended on it.
You like getting fucked up the ass, Anne? I could barely talk, but I managed to spit out, Yes, please don’t stop, fuck my ass as hard as you can! Pound me up the ass with your black cock! I’m going to cum like a fucking freight train!
He didn’t need anything else. He pounded me so hard that we both couldn’t help but moan. If we hadn’t cum pretty quickly, I’m sure the police would have been called. But we did, I felt him tense up, and I knew I was about to get an enormous load up my ass. I also knew I was about to cum myself.
In fact, I started to cum first, which probably helped suck even more cum out of Thomas, because as soon as I started, he groaned even more, and hollered, Oh yeah, pull it out of me, bitch! I felt him shoot all the way up my ass, it was incredible.
He fell out of me, totally wasted. I collapsed on the top step, panties and stockings around my ankles, cum leaking out of my ass, and my own juice everywhere. We heard a stir upstairs, and I told Thomas he’d better go-I knew he’d get a much bigger hassle than I would if it came down to it. He gave me his card, and I thanked him.
I hope you’ll do me again, I said, smiling. In fact, will you come over this weekend? My parents are out of town. He said sure, and I thought to myself, they’ll come home to some dirty fucking sheets, that’s for sure.
I sat on the steps for awhile, just like that, panties and stockings around my ankles, cum leaking out of my ass, and my own juice everywhere. Cum and lipstick all over my face. And then I hailed a cab, just like that. The cabbie looked at me, but didn’t say a word. And I got out at my parents’ house and walked on in. My parents were awake, pissed as hell since it was almost sunrise.
You should have seen the look on their faces. Unfortunately for them, it’s no phase. I’m on black cock forever, and also I’ve discovered that I’m a slut for life. Sorry, folks.
