Unspoken Pleasure (erotica)

Mandi and Heather, my twin girls, were both freshmen in college and sweethearts on full scholarship rides. They would be mortified to see their prudish mother right now. Yet, I pushed them out of my mind, as at the moment, I wanted nothing more than to feel him shoot his cum in my mouth or bend me over the table and pound the shit out of me.

He pulled his cock out of my mouth and asked, "Are you a nigger lover?"

"Yes," I admitted without hesitation, looking up at him with lust, wanting that beautiful, black cock, glistening with my saliva, in my mouth.

"Say it!" He ordered, as he tapped my lips with his cock.

The words no longer seemed racist and wrong as I answered, "I love big nigger cock."

"And you're a white slut for nigger cock?" He continued, sliding his cock in my mouth further than I had sucked him.

I gagged briefly as he pulled back out and looked down at me waiting for a response.

I again answered like a cheap slut, which tonight I had apparently become, babbling like a coed bimbo, "Yes, I am a white slut who was born to service thick, long, delicious, stiff, nigger cock."

He slid his cock back in my open mouth and began to fuck my face, something that I hadn't had done to me since college. I concentrated on not gagging as his long cock reached new depths in my mouth.

"White bitches are made to serve," he said, as he pumped his cock in and out of my mouth. His breathing increased and I knew I was about to get a load of his cum in my mouth when he pulled out and said, "Open wide."

A rush of disappointment hit me at the realization he wasn't going to come in my mouth and then a chill of embarrassment at the reality he was going to come on my face like I was a cheap whore. A couple of seconds later, I felt the first spray of cum hit me right in the forehead, followed by three more solid squirts of white goo hitting my eyes, nose, cheek, mouth and chin.

I closed my mouth and swallowed the little sample that was shot in my mouth and instantly wanted more. I opened my one eye that wasn't covered with cum and took his cock back in my mouth to retrieve every remnant of his dark seed. He chuckled, "Once you white MILF's get a black cock in your cocksucking mouth you can't get enough of it."

It was tough to argue his white slut for black cock theory with my mouth wrapped around his cock, hungrily retrieving his cum and my face coated with it.

After another minute or two, he pulled out and said, "Come back with a different colour of nylons and I will fuck the shit out of you."

"Okay," I said, disappointed he wasn't going to fuck me.

"You really want some black cock in that tight white pussy of yours, don't you?" He said, obviously catching the disappointment in my tone.

"Yes," I admitted, looking back at his still very erect cock.

"First, I need a picture for my wall of white sluts," he said.

"What, no!" I exclaimed, not wanting any evidence of my indiscretions and sexual weakness existing.

"You want my cock?" He asked.

"Yes," I admitted again.

"Then do as you're fucking told and smile," he said firmly, reaching for his phone.

So desperate to have his cock in my burning cunt, I reluctantly obeyed, smiling as he took a photo of my cum covered face. I felt so ashamed to so willingly allow such a humiliating and incriminating photo to be taken of me. "Good slut," he complimented, just as his phone rang. He answered it, "Hi, honey... no just getting ready to leave Bill's now... be home in thirty... love you too." Hanging up, he said, "I guess I will have to take a rain check on destroying that white cunt of yours." He pulled up his pants as I just knelt there... disappointed.

Looking at me, he smiled, "It's okay, slut, there are lots of other men who will fill that white cunt of yours. But don't you dare clean your face of my cum until you get home, is that clear?"

"Yes," I agreed, even though the thought was mortifying.

"I will be asking my boys if you obeyed," he warned. "And if you want this cock one day, which we both know you do, you will obey like the good nigger lover you are."

"Understood," I replied, standing up, my knees sore.

"Good," he said, walking out of the room and leaving me embarrassed yet hungry for more... a conflicting oxymoron.

I stood dazed and confused for a minute as I replayed the craziness that was the past ten minutes and gasped at the realization of my having allowed my photo to be taken... in one moment of weakness I had risked my career. I cursed and decided I had to leave before I got myself pulled any deeper into this sexual submission. I headed back downstairs to find Samantha or Candace.

I stopped at the bottom of the stairs when I saw a pair of heels peeking out from under a table. Making eye contact with the black man sitting at the table, he smiled and winked. I quickly turned away and saw Samantha at the bar with Bruce. I went to her and said rather urgently, not even looking at Bruce, "We've got to go now."

"Why?" Samantha asked all innocently, smiling as she saw my cum-coated face.

I leaned in and whispered, "I am not sure I can control myself."

"I know, that's the point, they are utterly irresistible," Samantha said.

Bruce asked, looking me over and seeing my cum covered face, "So your first black cock was Jimmy?"

"How did you know that?" I asked.

"Making a woman walk around with his cum drying on her face is his thing," Bruce explained, before adding, "I need a thing."

Samantha put her hand directly on his crotch and said, "I think you already have a thing and it is very well known."

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"True enough," he chuckled, looking over to me with a sexy smile.

Samantha asked, the only way she knows, bluntly, "Did you enjoy sucking off Jimmy?"

My face burned blood red as I stammered, "S-S-Samantha!"

"It's written all over your face," she quipped back, which made Bruce's hearty laugh explode.

"Written all over your face... what a pun," Bruce responded, between laughs.

"I'll take your lack of denial as a yes," Samantha smiled.

I countered, deciding 'fuck it' I would play along and just let whatever happens happen, "His cock was delicious."

"Slut," Samantha quipped.

"Takes one to know one," I countered back.

"Well, I think it is time to make you a complete black cock slut," she added.

"Where is Candace?" I asked, trying to direct the conversation off of me.

"Still enjoying her first DP I imagine," Samantha answered, rather flippantly.

"Why don't we go up to my room and have a drink?" Bruce said.

"Great idea, Bruce," Samantha said excitedly, standing up and saying to me, "Let's go."