House-sitting: Day Three
1am rolled around and the three girls stood in line at Haps, waiting in the freezing cold weather to get in. They huddled together, teeth chattering while the club security wanded everyone going in with their metal detectors set to vibrate and beep– the noise of the music and cheers from inside left no room for error when searching for weapons. Somebody had been knifed two years before and since then they checked everybody to see if they were packing. Sarah was beginning to regret wearing the short skirt she picked out but she had wanted to show off her ass and legs. At nineteen she was still a little self conscious about her breasts, barely filling in a B cup. However, there were few girls who had a nicer ass than she; it stuck out just enough to catch the attention of plenty of guys but didn’t come with all the baggage that a lot of girls seemed to carry. She was a tiny girl, no doubt about it. But the fire inside was stoked and she was ready to take on the biggest man she could find.
When they finally got past the metal detectors the doors opened to the sounds of loud hip hop, the feel of body heat from five hundred people, and the smell of alcohol and sweat. Even though there was no more alcohol being served, there were spilled drinks all over the floor and occasionally on some people’s clothes. A lot of people were starting to clear out but with the cold weather many more were just staying put, happy to be warm and in good company.
Tiffani was hanging their coats on chair backs while Angela and Sarah went out on the dance floor and loosened up for the night. There were a lot of good looking guys all around, but the redhead was looking for a specific kind of man. It didn’t take long and soon she was staring and smiling at a tall, lean, basketball player type with brown skin and piercing eyes. She made sure she tossed her hair around and swayed her tight skirt in his direction. She was nervous as could be on the inside but careful not to show it on the outside.
Her friends noticed her flirtations as well and called her out on them. “Sarah’s gonna get in trouble tonight…” Angela teased.
“I really hope so,” she yelled back over the music, watching the black guy work his way over to her slowly. He was taking his time and it drove her crazy waiting for him to break from his friends and talk to her.
“Are you crazy?” Tiffani asked her in her ear. “That guy not the type you bring home to meet your mom.”
“Don’t worry, Tiff, I think I can handle him.”
“You sure? He looks dangerous. Like a gang member or something.”
“I think he looks fine. Really fine.”
Tiffani watched the black guy circling toward their girl-huddle like a predator going in for the kill and Sarah was practically welcoming it. She had mentioned that she would probably sleep with an “African American” when they were at dinner, but Tiffani had no idea her friend actually meant it. “Promise me you’ll call me tonight no matter what, okay? Promise.”
“Okay, I promise.” Sarah broke away from the safety of her friends and was dancing all by herself. Her heart was pounding in her chest as her ebony predator began rhythmically moving next to her. She smiled and looked him up and down but her nerves were getting the best of her. I shouldn’t do this, I shouldn’t do this. But soon they were grinding against each other on the dance floor anyway. She caught a glimpse of Tiffani and Angela staring at her wide eyed and shocked before the crowd blocked them from view again.
Sarah could tell her fair skin was flushed and it felt like the electricity building up between the two of them would kill them both. I need him so bad. I need see every square inch of that dark brown skin. I need it hard and rough. He broke the silence of their erotic dance and leaned over to talk in her ear, “You wanna get outta here?”
“Definitely,” Sarah replied. “My parents are out of town if you want to go someplace quiet. My name is Jenny.” And with that name-changing deception she and her soon-to-be-lover Derrick eased out of the club.
*******
The silence of the Stanwick house was once more broken by the sounds of interracial sex. This time, however, they didn’t come from the television in the master bedroom or from the computer in the office, but from the daughter’s room down the hall. Jenny’s room was still furnished as if she lived there and in fact would house the college student in four months when summer break came. Most of her clothes and personal effects were at her college dormitory, but a few picture frames and incidentals made the room believably occupied. With his eye on some red haired white pussy, Derrick never noticed the difference. Besides, all of the DVDs and the toy were still out in the open on the master bed and Sarah was still not fully confident in sharing every last detail… Not yet.
They rolled around on the bed with his black cock poking out of his boxer shorts and rubbing against her panties as he sucked on her small breasts. I am going to finally do it. My first black boy. So secret. So dirty. So-
Her cell phone rang and startled the two of them out of their embrace. “Sorry!” Sarah told Derrick, “It’s my friend Tiffani. She’s just calling to check on me. Give me one second, okay?”
Sarah sat at the edge of the bed and opened her phone, “Hey Tiffani. Sorry I didn’t text you.”
“You had me totally nervous. Are you okay?” Tiffani was lying in her own bed reading, unable to sleep because of her worries for her friend. The black guy she left with looked dangerous and definitely looked like trouble. She didn’t want to judge her friend but interracial relationships were not a good idea and she wanted to stop her friend. “Is he with you?”
“Yeah, he’s here. His name is Derrick.” Almost on queue, Derrick started running his hands over her hips and waist and kissing her neck. She could feel his body heat behind her and closed her eyes at his touch. “I’m okay. I mean, better than okay.”
“Where are you?”
“At my house,” Sarah lied. She hadn’t told Tiffani her plan. “You know, across from Sarah’s place?”
“What?” Tiffani thought for a moment, then realized Sarah was posing as Jenny and using her unoccupied house to do it. “Oh my god! You are at Jenny’s place? Are you sure you aren’t going to get caught? When will they be back?”
“Don’t worry. My parents won’t be back for a couple days. Mmmmmmm…” Sarah felt Derrick’s hands slide between her legs and rub her clit.
“Did I call in the middle of things? Are you two like actually having sex right now?”
“Not yet… Mmmmm…”
“You know he’s black, right?” It was a stupid question but it was out of her mouth before she could think twice.
“Oh I know he is,” Sarah moaned. “Listen, I’ve got to go. I’ll call you tomorrow.” She dropped the phone and turned to meet her dark seducer. Their bodies intertwined as they slipped under the covers.
The twin bed could barely hold their passion as Sarah’s teenage pussy was penetrated for the first time by a black cock, and once it pierced her she swore it wouldn’t be her last. He was a bit shorter than the dildo and about the same width, but the feel of a real black cock was so much better than the toy. Being a bad girl was doing things to her, making her think about things she never considered. She loved the fact that her mom was right across the street, oblivious that her little angel was getting it hard and rough from a black boy from the wrong side of town.
There was nothing about the moment that was colorblind. It was all about the race. She wanted to explore his blackness, to watch the contrast of their sex, to witness her own trimmed red pubic hair spreading and that beautiful milk chocolate dick fill her up. For Derrick it was no different. White girls were always more exciting and he knew their lust was often about experiencing the forbidden. He was twenty four years old and this nineteen year old would be one of many white girls; his first redhead though. Her pale skin was a turn-on and a conquest to be had. His goal was to give her a night so hot she would be on tap for as long as he wanted. This Jenny girl would be his.
She wrapped her legs around him and pushed against his manhood, doing everything she coul
d to feel him deeply. And deep he was too. Despite being a little shorter than the dildo, there was always some portion of that toy Sarah had to hold onto. With Derrick it was all inside of her. Every hot sexy black inch. And it’s all mine, she thought. All this naughty black dick is deep inside my white pussy and I love it. The fact that she was fucking him in her girlfriend’s bed somehow made it all the more exciting.
“Take it deep, girl,” he was whispering to her. “Yeah, take all that in. That’s the way you need it, ain’t that right, Jenny?”
Sarah was still getting used to being called ‘Jenny’ and took a moment to respond. That and the feeling of the moment was overwhelming to her young body. Derrick caught an angle that rubbed up against her G-spot and she went wild with pleasure. Tom had managed to hit it too, but those moments were few and far in between. “More! Right there! FUCK! FUCK! YES!” She was so glad she didn’t have to hide her screams of passion like the times before when she was with an old boyfriend. Before she and her boyfriend would be doing it in some car or in her bedroom when everyone was asleep and silence was mandatory. But this time she could let it all go, giving herself wholly to her chocolate lover as he pierced her with his manhood. But Sarah realized that with Derrick she couldn’t have been quiet if she tried; the intoxicating sensation was too much for her and her body reverberated with orgasmic deliciousness. “CUMMING!!”
“You liked that, huh?” Derrick asked, pumping slowly in and out still. Sarah was shaking still and his marvelous cock making its slow movements inside of her kept the sensation raw.
“Yea- let me- wait-” she couldn’t complete a thought as she thrashed underneath his dark body. She was a fish on a hook, prey trapped in the claws of a predator, her tender white body held fast between his strong arms and stiff cock. He kissed her on the mouth and stifled her incoherent words and the only sounds that could be heard from Sarah were high pitched and muffled from their deep kiss. As he rolled his hips against her thighs she could feel another ripple of pleasure that was building once again and she was shocked at how fast and hard it was coming. Derrick broke his kiss and ran his hands down her body and over her tight butt. With her ass cheeks firmly in his grip he pumped her deeply and forced a wail from the petite teenager, “FUCK MEEEE! YESSSS!”
Finally Derrick stopped his gyrations, but he was breathing hard and staring at her hungrily. He needed to cum and one thing she needed to see after all those movies was that dick up close. Acting boldly, she coaxed him out of her aching cunt and had him straddle her chest. After pulling the condom off his long rod, she rubbed her hands along his cock, studying each ridge and curve intently. Her lover shuddered in response to her soft hands jacking off his length and he grabbed her hair and pushed his cock head into her mouth. She licked and sucked the head and tasted her first black cock.
And her first uncircumcised guy as well.
Her first time having sex on the first date – if it could even be called a date.
Her first black boy.
It was definitely a day of firsts.
Sarah had every intention of having him again, or maybe another black lover, or both. She wanted it to last as long as she could. She stared up into the dark eyes of her Negro and jacked him off faster, admiring his developed stomach muscles and lean dark body. “This is my first time with a black guy,” she told him teasingly, “but I hope it won’t be my last time.”
“Damn!” Derrick called out, shooting his load all over the redhead’s face. Thick ropes of sticky white covered her face from her hair down to her chin and she closed her eyes as another shot from his cock covered her one eyelid, nose, and mouth. Her face was covered in his cum and he reveled in the sight of her white face with his black cock rubbing his cum all over it.
Sarah couldn’t believe the mess and tried not to taste it, but there was so much cum it slipped between her soft lips and touched her tongue with its saltiness. This was another first for her and despite being surprised by the sheer volume of sperm, it was a tremendous turn on to act so boldly. His stiffness never waned in her little fist and she knew that the night had just begun.
******
Sarah woke up in Derrick’s arm as the Saturday morning light began to creep through the blinds of Jenny’s bedroom. Their night was exhaustive and sweaty and filled with a passion she had never known. There was nothing romantic or loving that confused the mood – it was raw and purely sexual. The prowess of her black lover was certainly not in question with their intercourse stopping only when he ran out of the three condoms he carried. Even then, she serviced his delicious dick with her mouth and hands once more after her pussy was satisfied. He deserved it after the education he provided for her fair body.
But now it was time for her stud to leave. Jenny Stanwick was about to transform back into Sarah Kinsley, like a very adult version of Cinderella. The clock was chiming and the magical night was over.
“Hey, Derrick,” she spoke softly. “Derrick, you have to get up and go.”
“Hey, wassup?” he said, grabbing her and pulling her close for a kiss.
She pulled away after he nibbled on her ear for a few seconds, not wanting to lose herself in the moment once again. “Hey, stop. Listen, you have to go.”
“Now? It’s…” he looked at his watch, “Six AM!? What the hell? I thought you parents were out for the weekend.”
She got up and grabbed her clothes, turning her back on him. “They are, but the neighbors sometimes come by early to check on things and I don’t want them seeing anyone they don’t know.”
“You mean a black guy in their neighborhood.”
“I didn’t say that.”
“But it’s true.”
“No…”
“Yeah, whatever.” Derrick got up and pulled his clothes on.
“Derrick, wait, it’s-” he turned around and looked at her. “Okay, listen, my parents would kill me if they knew I was seeing a black guy. But I do want to see you again.” She ran her hands along his stomach and chest and leaned in to kiss him. He kissed her back but it wasn’t the passionate kiss he had given her a few hours before.
“You mean FUCK again, right?” he grabbed her hands.
“Don’t you? Last night was amazing. I mean the best I’ve ever had. I really want to see you tonight. I’ll make it worth your while…” She rubbed her other hand over his crotch and kissed his chest. She kept it up until she felt him get hard, then pushed him back. “Now I need you to get out and I’ll call you tonight, okay?”
Cock tease, Derrick thought. “All right, all right. Gimme your number.” He took her number and punched it into his cell phone, calling it to make sure her cell phone rang; there was no attempt to hide his distrust. There was something about this girl that was off, something out of place. But once his suspicions were quelled there was no reason to hang; he then made a quiet exit from the house with another conquest under his belt. Sarah watched from the window by the front door and then –when she was sure none of the neighbors had seen anything- ran across the street. She slipped quietly into the house, got undressed, and climbed into her own bed. The sheets were cold against her feet and beck but her soft pajamas started to warm her as she thought about the night with Derrick. That was so much better a porn movie, she thought. That black body was just fucking fantastic! How long were we at it? She grabbed her phone to see what time Tiffani called, scrolling down past Derrick’s call to see when she rang. When she reached the line that said TIFFANI she clicked on it and it read 2:15 AM - 57 MINUTES.
Fifty seven minutes? she wondered. How is that possible? Even if I didn’t hang up it wouldn’t stay connected unless Tiffani forgot to hang up too. Or maybe she was listening in… The thought of her prudish friend listening to her have sex excited her voyeuristic side and Sarah touched her clit, rubbing it in circles slowly. She closed her eyes and thought about Tiffani and even hoped that her girlfriend had listened and masturbated to every pleasurable moment as Derrick slid his black cock into her white pussy. Sarah’s
bed warmed considerably as her lusty thoughts infused her body with heat.
House-sitting: Day Four
“Yeah I’m just waiting for him to come over,” Sarah told her friend as she lay on the bed in the master bedroom. She had on a sheer white baby doll she had bought at Frederick’s of Hollywood that afternoon when she went to the mall. She felt bad for treating Derrick so poorly, but her mom would never allow her to date somebody outside of her race. And dating wasn’t exactly the first thing on the redhead’s mind; the fact of the matter was that she was tired of being the good girl type and his dark brown skin grinding up against hers all night made her feel oh so very bad. Sarah was planning on making it up to him by wearing some sexy lingerie and talking dirty like the girls in the movies did. The guys seem to like the dirty talk so she watched a couple porn scenes and listened to the girls talking to the male porn stars as they got fucked.
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