When she called Derrick he didn’t answer at first. She called back a couple more times and eventually he picked up the phone, “What?”
“Hey Derrick, it’s me, you know, Jenny,” Sarah told him. She was nervous since he sounded annoyed with her. She was afraid he wasn’t going to come over. “I was wondering if you wanted to come by again tonight?”
“Yeah, I dunno.” There was some sounds in the background like he was in a car but the worst part was that was all she could hear. He wasn’t saying anything.
Sarah decided to put her practice to work and turned up the volume of the porn movie and just moaned softly, “Mmmm, are you sure? I’m awfully lonely.”
“Oh yeah? Wuddaya doin?” he asked.
“Oh, nothing. Just watching this dirty movie on my mom’s bed, playing with my little white pussy.” She was baiting him and Derrick took to it as she had hoped. He started talking about how he might come by for a little while to spend time with her.
“I hope you hurry. I’m watching this dirty movie with a big black guy fucking this white girl and it has me so hot. I just don’t know if I can control myself for much longer.”
Derrick hung up the phone after telling her he’d be right over. The girl was a freak for sure, and she was just what he was expecting, another white girl looking for a night with a brother. He was pissed about her kicking him out that morning, but he wasn’t about to turn down a piece of ass. Especially a little redhead princess like Jenny. Her daddy had probably kept her under lock and key, but like many white girls she was interested in rebelling and that meant tonight was another lucky night for him. Besides, with the way this girl was worked up over going black, it wouldn’t be long before she started seeking out some other company and Derrick wanted her fresh.
So Sarah went back home to eat dinner and told her mom she would be out late again at Tiffani’s place and that her friend was picking her up. Neither of them questioned her as she went out the door and disappeared again across the street into the Stanwick house. Once there, she pulled the baby doll she purchased from her purse and spruced herself in the mirror. She brushed her hair and made sure her make-up was perfect and her nails were done. She sprayed on her favorite perfume and went back to watching the movies. She had seen them all at least once, but they still got her hot. She tried not to play with herself too much – Sarah wanted to build up that sexual tension as much as possible before Derrick showed. Of course she failed at not masturbating… twice. Each time she reasoned she had to keep playing with herself to get back in the mood. It worked.
That’s when Tiffani returned her call. “Aren’t you worried about your mom or brother finding out? I mean all they have to do is look out the window and you are busted.”
“Yeah, a little,” Sarah told her. “But he said he’s going to park around the corner. They won’t notice anything I hope.”
“So… Is it true?” Tiffani asked.
Sarah smiled; her friend was digging for information, wondering what it was that made Sarah cum repeatedly for three hours. “Is what true?”
“You know, about black guys. You seem to have this new experience none of us know anything about. Is it better?”
“Tiffani, you have no idea. I have no idea how I ever thought Tom was any good in bed. I mean, Derrick is only my first black guy, but if he is average than they are way better than white guys. And bigger too.”
Tiffani cleared her throat, “Bigger? How much bigger?”
“I guess it all depends on how small your boyfriend is. Why? Is Greg not doing it for you in the bedroom?
“No. I mean yes. Yes, he is. Sex with Greg is really, really nice. He’s very tender.”
“Oh, how sweet. Well, Derrick was anything but tender. He was rough and powerful and-” There was a rap on the door and Sarah sat up straight, “Hey, somebody’s knocking.”
“Okay, well have a good time,” Tiffani told her. “Call me in the morning.”
“No, stay on the phone for a sec until I make sure it is him at the door. Hold on.” Sarah put the phone down on the night stand behind a book so it couldn’t be seen from the bedroom doorway. Then she trotted over to the front door and peaked out the window. Her black lover had returned to service her! The teenager opened the door wearing only the baby doll and grabbed him by his chilled hands. He was wearing a thick jacket with the Bulls logo on the chest and a black knit cap pulled low over his head. She could see his breathe coming from his luscious thick lips.
“Damn, it’s cold out tonight.” Derrick complained.
“I know. Don’t worry. I’ll figure a way to warm you up.” She closed the door behind them and then pulled him close for a kiss. The wonderful feel of his tongue sliding against hers was interrupted when he ran his cold hands along her thighs. “EEECK! You’re freezing! Go run your hands under some warm water and then join me in the bedroom upstairs. We’ll be in the big bed tonight.”
“Is that your mom and dad’s room?” he asked. Keeping the lie going, Sarah nodded and went to go wait for him.
Derrick went to the bathroom and relieved himself. Looking around he took in all the niceties of the home; the matching hand towels hanging on the stained gold bar, the sea shell shaped soaps that nobody seemed to ever use, the color coordinated wallpaper that matched… everything. He found a bottle of soft soap and used that instead.
She could here the water running from down the hall as Sarah jumped into the bed and did a last minute check to make sure everything was in place. Leaning over, she picked up the phone. “I’m back, it’s him,” she whispered to Tiffani.
“Okay,” her girlfriend responded. “Just be careful, okay? I get worried for you.”
“Hey Tiff’, wait a second.”
“What?”
“Just hold on for a few more minutes, okay?”
“Why? Is everything okay?”
“Yes, everything is fine. Just hold on for like three minutes okay?” Sarah put the phone down again and positioned herself on the bed with her fingers rubbing her pussy as she watched the porn movie. She turned up the volume a bit more, wondering if (and hoping that) Tiffani could hear everything.
When Derrick walked in he had a funny grin on his face as he looked at his nineteen year old conquest. “What are you doin’, girl?”
“Just being a bad little white girl watching all these naughty movies. That big black cock looks so sexy going in and out of that girl, don’t you think, Derrick?” With that she slipped two fingers into her hole and fingered them slowly. She looked up at the brown skinned man she had invited over and noted he was completely nude. His pleasure giving cock was rigid and would have stood straight out except for being so heavy. “Mmm, speaking of big black cocks, I hope you are interested in straightening me out.”
Derrick was getting used to this being all about the racial contrast. This little thing had some serious jungle fever and wanted a good fuck; who was he to say no? He figured this is what she was all about that first night and this second night just confirmed his suspicions. This Jenny girl wanted to get something she was lacking from her white boys. He climbed onto the bed and let his dick bob toward her freckled face. She stuck her tongue out and guided his cock head into her mouth while squeezing her little tits in his hands. Her fingers were buried in her tight snatch her sweet little white outfit just accentuated her whiteness. A few moments into “Jenny’s” seduction and he had dropped all the concerns over being treated differently. Fine. She wants to use me, I’ll use her. I’m good with that.
A few minutes later Sarah and Derrick were locked in a sixty-nine position with his cock sticking straight up in the air like a shadowy flag pole. While his tongue and fingers probed her wet slit, she licked along his shaft and squeezed it in her hands. The best part about the position was that she could see her cell phone, however, and the minutes ticking by as CONNECTED. Tiffani was sitting on the other end of the phone, listening to every exquisite moment and Sarah made sure her friend had something to listen to. She moan
ed louder, groaned more often, and made sure to profess her lust for her interracial act.
“Derrick, I just love sucking your big black dick. It’s so much bigger than my old boyfriend’s little white thing. So sexy. So naughty. I can’t wait to feel it deep inside of me. Mmmmm, yes! Lick me. Get it all wet and ready for you to fuck my little white hole.”
As the night went on, Derrick pleasured her body over and over again. Their opposite skin tones mixed and tumbled across the bed as Sarah opened her body fully to this sexy black man who she had sought out. His hip motions were so smooth, his strokes long and fulfilling, his dark hands touching every square inch of her fair skin. In between positions she would glance at the phone and see that it still showed CONNECTED.
22 MINUTES
34 MINUTES
51 MINUTES
97 MINUTES
Tiffani was definitely listening to her have sex and Sarah was getting off on the idea of her friend’s voyeuristic phone call almost as much as the interracial sex. She talked to Derrick in such naughty ways just to encourage his aggressiveness.
“Ooooh, yeah,” she would say, “fuck me like the dirty little white girl I am…
“…Make me want black cock from now on…
“…Fuck my white pussy with your big black dick in my daddy’s bed.”
And the more she talked dirty the harder Derrick would pump her. It was like he enjoyed the forbidden nature of their coupling as much as she did and her playing the part of the naughty white girl worked magic on her chocolate man. At one point he grabbed onto her long red hair and pulled it back hard while he slammed into her doggie style. Derrick’s balls were slapping against her clit and his dick was ramming deep inside her wet hole. He started yelling out, “You like that black dick, huh? How you think your daddy would like it knowin’ his little princess was gettin’ some black cock in his own bed?”
The orgasm sent a shiver from her soaked cunt, up her spine, all the way to her teenage lips as she squealed in delight. She was overwhelmed by the pleasure coursing through her but Derrick wasn’t finished just yet. He had latched onto her hips with one hand while pulling her hair with the other, slamming her faster as he went. He let out a mighty bellow as his load shot into the condom and filled the tip like a creamy water balloon. She slid off his cock like a piece of well cooked meat falling off a knife; her arms gave out and she flopped onto the bed exhausted and satisfied. Soooo good. When Sarah finally opened her eyes again she looked at the phone and saw it read:
DISCONNECTED 113 MINUTES
Sarah smiled perversely as she felt Derrick’s body collapse on top of her. Tiffani had listened to almost two hours of their interracial marathon and it was tempting to call her right then and there to ask her how much she enjoyed it. Of course she wouldn’t ever admit it, but it was fun to think about. They both fell asleep, only to wake up a few hours later and begin their lustful exploration all over again.
House-sitting: Day Five
“Yeah, I’m going to be studying with my friend Tiffani tonight. I can’t.” Sarah held the phone on her shoulder as she climbed out of her car and walked up the long walkway to Tiffani’s parent’s house.
“That’s the one that was listenin’ to us last night?” Derrick asked her.
Sarah grinned, “Yes, she’s the one. Anyway, we’re going to be working on a big assignment so…”
“Hey, why don’t you two go back to your place and I’ll stop by?” Derrick pressured her.
Sarah smiled, “Just ‘stop by’ huh? And what is Tiffani supposed to do while you are stopping by?”
“She can save her minutes and watch us instead.”
Sarah laughed, “You are so bad, Derrick! So bad. I’ll think about it, okay?”
House-sitting: Day Six
Sarah and Tiffani walked through the flaky snow covered walkways together on the campus and parted as they went to separate classes. Tiffani gave her friend a small wave and –with a shameful look- walked off. They had each missed two classes already but were determined to make the rest of their schedule. The morning had been a big downer for Sarah as she listened to her girlfriend whine and cry about cheating on Greg. She even blamed Sarah at one point for making her do it.
“Don’t blame me, Tiff,” she retorted. “You were well on your way by the time Derrick and I came out of the bedroom.”
The blonde girl wasn’t ready to take responsibility for her interracial interlude, however, and she blathered on about Sarah sewing the seeds of temptation. But the redhead wasn’t ready to give her girlfriend her full sympathy. She was there when Tiffani was drunk –not just on alcohol- but on pure lust as well. Sarah had looked into her girlfriend’s eyes as she experienced one body quaking orgasm after another with a big black cock sliding into her fold. She witnessed Tiffani giving into temptation that surprised them both. Last night was truly telling that inside every good girl was a bad girl waiting to come out.
That afternoon Sarah spent several hours actually cleaning Jenny Stanwick’s house. The sheets needed to be washed again, the cum stains on the sofa scrubbed out, the bathroom wiped down, the kitchen cleaned up, and Jenny’s room given a once over. Sarah cleaned the black dildo and made sure it and the DVDs were back in their proper places. While under the bed she found four more condoms and one of the empty boxes of Magnums. So much sex was had last night! So much black flesh– between the two teenagers they almost put the interracial movie scenes to shame.
Derrick called her several times and each time she let it kick to her voice mail. She wasn’t sure how she was going to move forward with him, if at all. She had lied about who she was and where she lived, and now he was leaving messages saying he was coming by the house looking for her. She desperately wanted to have him again – or any of his friends for that matter – but how would she work this out? And Tiffani…
Sarah decided to call her girlfriend again to check up on her. “Hey, Tiff, you okay?”
“Yeah, I’m fine,” Tiffani told her over the phone. “I’m just writing Greg an email.”
“Uh oh. You aren’t going to tell him about last night are you?”
Tiffani didn’t answer.
“Tiff, you don’t need to tell him you know.”
“Well, don’t you think what I did was wrong? It was cheating!”
“Oh, stop being like that. You aren’t married to the guy. If he found a hot girl to hook up with you don’t think he’d be all over her? Who knows what kind of ski bunny bitches he was hanging out with yesterday. Besides, didn’t you have fun?”
“Not really. I feel so used now.”
“Are you saying you didn’t enjoy it? You didn’t enjoy doing things with them? With me?”
Tiffani paused for a moment and then answered her friend, “I did like it sorta. I mean, it was the hottest thing sexually I have ever done but now I just feel dirty and used and-” she paused like she was going to cry again. “Like I can’t believe I let it happen.”
Sarah felt a twinge of sympathy as she realized what her friend was going through. She also felt a twisted push of arousal at the thought of innocent Tiffani giving into Dom, Derrick, Lamar, and even her own sapphic desires. Just conjuring up the memory of those three fine dark-skinned men spreading her and her friend open made Sarah’s pulse quicken and her belly tingle. She didn’t want to give that up, not now; not after tasting the succulent juices of that forbidden fruit. What was to happen going forward was uncertain. There were so many ways for this to go good and so many more for it to go bad.
Part IV - Tiffani’s Turning
Quarter Turn
It was after 2am and Tiffani put the book down. She was tired from being out all night but more importantly she was worried. Her friend Sarah had left the club with a guy after being there for less than twenty minutes, abandoning her and Angela on the dance floor. The guy she left with was a thug and black on top of it all. As she and Angela watched Sarah leave the club, her other girlfriend turned to her, “I cannot be-lieve she actua
lly left with him!”
“Neither can I,” Tiffani agreed. “Did you think she was actually serious when she told us she would probably be with a black guy?”
“No. Well, kinda. She was staring down that black guy at the restaurant pretty hard.”
“Really? I didn’t notice.”
“Big surprise, Tiff. You are totally clueless sometimes.”
“Shut up!”
“Yeah, she was just looking at the white girl and the black guy when they were kissing and stuff and totally ignored me when I was asking her about why she skipped class. Sarah’s going black.”
Tiffani brushed her long blonde hair over her shoulder and leaned closer to her friend as they danced, “She’s going back where?”
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