Fx Any Some Bunnies for the Blacking {new image host ; realistic AI art; NSFW gifs}

[the.amorous.bunny]

"Okay, Evie, you got this. You're Evie Quinn! Graduated at the top of your class from Harvard, married the number two spot (and kept your own name), now you're all set for the most profitable merger in decades!" the gorgeous blonde stared at herself in the mirror, all too aware of how little she looked the part of Evie Quinn. Sure, she had the golden hair curling in a cute bob around the gorgeous face. Bright blue eyes still looked back at her. But instead of the sensible suit she so often wore, a bright red set of nearly scandalous lingerie barely covered her body. The red lace straps left most of her finely toned body on display, with the thong bottom splitting her heart shaped ass almost perfectly. The long spiked heels made walking tricky, but not impossible, and most of the makeup said less "business exec" and more 'five dollar hooker."

"Announcer's calling you, 'Bunny,'' the long time worker smiled at who she likely considered an uppity bitch. Evie forced a business smile, doing one last check before strutting toward the stage. As she walked by, she felt the hand slap her ass, making her yelp and startle upward. "Gotta shake that moneymaker," the woman said, winking at Evie. Evie flushed, and, hearing the announcer revving up, began to walk out, hearing that "Alright all you studly bulls, we've got our newest little hottie here to hop for you all: can we hear it for Bunny?"

All she had to do was earn $1,000 in tips. Easy. She could do this. Evie took a deep breath, and stepped on.




"Ugh! This sucks! I can't believe I let him do this to me again!" Chloe couldn't quite help yelling, stomping a foot. That nearly broke the heel, but of the shoe and her own, but the coed was furious. Bad enough that she'd had to come to this stupid frat party when she had a mid-term tomorrow, with everyone getting drunk and trying that new drug or whatever. But on top of that, her boyfriend got wasted again, and couldn't even get it up! This was their anniversary! She'd dressed super hot and sexy, held off on sex for a month, and for what? For him to pass out and need an Uber home.

A voice from the bushes nearly made Chloe jump, and she turned. Her blue eyes rolled. "Hi, Jawuan," she said, trying not to sound like her night just got worse. The big black guy was her boyfriend's best friend, and he was constantly hitting on Chloe. Just a few minutes ago he'd literally slapped her ass. Now here they were, stuck out back of the fucking worst party ever, with Chloe pissed at her boyfriend and---and now Jawuan was smiling.

"Little white boy left you hanging, right?"

Chloe rolled her eyes, but before she could retort, Jawuan grabbed his crotch. "Got something that won't ever let you down right here."

"Please," Chloe snorted, "you'd barely last five minutes."

"Bet."

"Bet?" she repeated, but she wasn't sure she liked where this was going... or did she?​

Introduction/Explanation

So this is a little different from my previous thread, which was a lot more generalized (or the one that this temporarily was, which was all about a resort). Basically, I like having visual faces to go with my RPs, and while I was looking at AI art, I stumbled on two different girls designed and created by an AI artist. I liked their design and art so much, I went ahead and got the premium stuff. What I now want to do is to have an interracial focused RP based around some loose character ideas for these girls.

There's going to be some flexibility here: I'm willing to tweak plots or even potentially swap, but generally speaking, I'd like to stay within this realm. This thread will be going up on both male and female request threads, meaning I'm good to write these girls or write as them, whichever I get asked for.

I am also fairly literate, so I'm looking for responses of a decent quality. Length can vary, but I'm unlikely to do less than a few paragraphs. Main focus kink wise should be interracial, but please look at my f-list for more.

Evie St. Cloud

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Age: early to mid twenties
Position: Businesswoman and potential heiress
Relationship: engaged or recently married
Background: Evie is the "surprise" baby that came from her significantly older father and her much younger mother (who was definitely a trophy wife). She managed to somehow snag her dad's drive and her mother's good looks, making her a deadly combination. Though she was born with a silver spoon in her mouth, Evie opted instead to do things "her own way" (though even she knows Daddy and his money were there to catch her). That meant going through school on her own, earning high grades, pushing through an internship at one of the biggest PR firms in the country, and coming back to take over the PR wing of St. Cloud's multi-billion dollar empire. Unfortunately for her, she's both rich and the offspring of a major racist, meaning that many a bull has their sights set on her.
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Evie Plots:

♠ ♠ ♠Business Club: in order to do business with a particular partner, Evie is asked to go to a place called the Zebra Club. A bit of a misunderstanding at the door has the staff believing she's the snowbunny to one of the men she's there for, who is more than happy to take over that role, and show Evie a new place in business.

♠ ♠ ♠Business Trip: Evie elects to follow a "trouble colleague" who's going on a business trip to score a particular client. This colleague has several sexual harassment charges against the St. Cloud staff and has been a nightmare for Evie to deal with. She goes along to watch him, not realizing that's what he wants, as it gets them alone in several compromising positions.
(bonus points for taking ideas from my Spade Royale Club thread)

♠ ♠ ♠Office Morale Officer: either a hostile takeover happens or is threatened, and the new board seems to hate Evie's position. Since she is a St. Cloud, they're willing to make her "morale officer," which involves wearing skimpier clothes and apparently spending a lot of time on her knees. She's determined to try to fix things... if only she can get off BBC long enough to do it.

♠ ♠ ♠Caught by the Worst One: after staying super late doing work, Evie is surprised by her husband coming to see her. They've been talking about making a baby and being super romantic lately, so one thing leads to another and they start making love in her office. However, she'd forgotten about the night janitor, a creepy older black gentleman she tried to get fired for sexual harassment. He happens to catch Mrs. St. Cloud with her pants (or skirt in this case) literally down, even taking a picture. But it's alright, he's willing to give it back to her... if she'll just take care of a little problem for him.

♠ ♠ ♠Influx of Cash: the St. Cloud group is lucky to gain the attentions of a foreign investor, who, after a meeting, is more than willing to grant the St. Cloud's some liquid cash flow. In a "cultural confusion," however, he seems to think that Evie is now his as part of the deal, either as a new plaything, his new wife, or possibly even more.

♠ ♠ ♠Performance Evaluation: either a major influencer or group of investors are interested in merging with St. Cloud, but in order to do so, they need to see that the staff there are willing to do what it takes. In this case, that requires a performance evaluation of Mrs. Evie, as they believe that she may not be an asset, and it's up to her to prove the worth of both the St. Cloud family and herself.

♠ ♠ ♠Charity Auction: every year during a picnic or other celebration, St. Cloud has a charity auction, where you can bid on dates with various members or other experience prizes. Feeling cheeky, Evie volunteers herself for a "romantic getaway," thinking that her husband is definitely going to buy it, and by extension her, out. Either through pure luck or planning, instead a bull that's had his eyes on Evie seizes the opportunity, and if she says no a massive amount of money goes back to charity. It's just a romantic weekend getaway, right?

Chloe Murrow

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Age: late teens
Position: coed
Relationship: Single or has boyfriend.
Background: Chloe is the product of two loving parents in your fairly traditional semi-Western background. She grew up in a mid-sized city in one of the Midwestern states, and while her family never really struggled, Chloe also never went without food on the table. In many ways, she became the perfect girl next door, a friendly tomboy for a good portion of her youth who transitioned into an outgoing young woman as she hit her late teens. She managed to get into a good school on a scholarship, and while she's been struggling some (with a slight tendency toward partying), all in all, she's been a good girl. Why, she's only had sex with one guy, either her last or current boyfriend!


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♠ ♠ ♠Blacked by Teacher: due to circumstances out of her control, Chloe missed a chunk of school, or maybe a major assignment. The instructor for said course happens to be a guy who's well known for perving on younger girls, particularly freshmen (they say it's the only reason he still teaches general ed courses). Chloe's been watching him look up her skirt and accidentally touch her all year, and any time she's brought it up, he's claimed it's because he's black. Regardless, she's pretty sure that a little flirting or offers can help her out, and she's out of other alternatives.

♠ ♠ ♠Just One Video: her best friend or boyfriend got into an accident, wrecking Chloe's car. While she's pissed, she's also determined to help however she can. Naturally she's heard about this weird offer where this local "amateur porn" studio will take girls in and give them a decent chunk of cash if they're willing to do a video. It's supposedly fast and easy money, and, without a lot of options, Chloe opts to go through with it.

♠ ♠ ♠Sorority Slut Slave: Chloe's sorority gets into a competition with an all black fraternity on campus. They're raising money for charity and/or doing some big competition. The winner gets the loser's house as house slaves on a rotation for an entire semester. As a freshman, naturally Chloe goes first, and she is definitely not expecting what the frat boys have in mind.

♠ ♠ ♠Campus Breeding Program: it turns out that Chloe's campus has a unique opportunity for female students. They can sign up for the breeding program, which helps struggling minorities with their declining birth rates. Young women in good health can offer up their services, with a good deal of financial compensation being granted. Our benevolent little coed thinks nothing of it when they give her a fertility treatment (despite her being in good health), thinking they're going to harvest her eggs or something (she even signed on to have five children!). However, she's soon paired with black students (exchange students?) and finds out they're doing this the old fashioned way. Just think, five kids should take her all the way through college!

♠ ♠ ♠Caught Wet Handed: the shower's out in Chloe's apartment/dorm, and she's desperate to get cleaned up for a date (which also includes shaving and all kinds of stuff). In a moment of panic, she sneaks into the campus lockeroom showers after hour. It's breaking curfew, which is bad for her scholarship, but it shouldn't be an issue. Unfortunately, she's spotted by the worst possible person: a pervy old black janitor/coach/whatever. He's got a picture of her, but he's willing to delete it if she'll take care of a little something for him.

♠ ♠ ♠Research Project: there's a big research project for sociology, and the instructor assigns the topics. Chloe's been buttering them up all year with the hope of getting something easy. What she gets is this weird thing about how black guys have bigger dicks and are therefore more sexually active in college. She now has to do hands on research, and whenever she protested, they claimed she was being racist. At least it shouldn't be too hard to get a bunch of black guys to show her their dicks and talk about sex, right?

♠ ♠ ♠New Toys: leaving behind your high school boyfriend is rough enough, but if you were just starting to get used to regular sex, it gets even rougher. Chloe realizes that she needs to find other ways of tending to it, and, in a flash of desperation, she tries riding the laundry machines one night. A black guy comes in and notices her, and decides to introduce her to the sex shop in town, totally to help her, of course.

♠ ♠ ♠You Bet Your Ride: Chloe's boyfriend is a major player in the college sports team. When going up against a heated rival, he bets their star player that their team will when. In the heat of it, the rival puts up his incredibly expensive and sexy automobile, teasingly suggesting that Chloe's boyfriend put up "his ride." Thinking it's his car, and cocky as hell, he agrees. When they lose, the black guy comes to throw Chloe over his shoulder, explaining that he'd just won the other guys ride, but don't worry: "he'll make her purr."

Lily Soubry

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Age: early twenties
Position: rising model
Relationship: Single
Background: Lily is one of those girly girls who liked things pretty and neat. She hit puberty early, and was blessed to shoot up in height before anything else came along. The girl was already an overachiever, and applied those skills to her beauty and how she carries herself, making her quite stunning. Late into her teens she was discovered by a talented agency, and has since risen at tremendous lengths in the modeling world. She's carefully cultivated her career all the while, breaking off with her boyfriend and having no serious sexual relationships. This has lately given her a reputation as an ice queen, possibly even a bitch, but she doesn't care.​

♠ ♠ ♠Promotional Video: Lily is asked to do a promotional video for raising awareness of a certain black group. She's initially quite reluctant, particularly given the state of undress, but her manager/agent insists for whatever reason.

♠ ♠ ♠Location Shoot: Lily has been asked to do a long term shoot on the Ebon Isle, possibly with other models (and/or her sister, see below). She agrees, knowing that it's a prime location. What she doesn't realize is how well set the Isle is for one particular purpose: turning white girls into true Snowbunnies/Queens of Spades.

♠ ♠ ♠Fashion Genius: Lily is honored to have been selected by a genius in the fashion industry. This man is well known for his cutting edge styles, and for making or breaking the careers of models. To have his mark, the Queen of Spades, upon you is to gain instant acclaim and prestige. A social climber like Lily would jump at the opportunity to work with him... or bend over, as the case may be.

♠ ♠ ♠The Queen's Contest: Lily is entered (or enters) into a competition for up and coming models. Perhaps it's a reality show or just something unique. Regardless, the tasks are... quite sexual. In reality it's an excellent way for several black men to get their hands on the most appealing of future Queens.

♠ ♠ ♠The Spade Institute: for whatever reason, Lily is asked to undergo special training at the "Spade Institute," a refined institution known for improving the lives and careers of all those who attend. She thinks it's a seminar or spa treatment, when in reality they're using advanced science (and possibly magic) to convert her into a proper Queen of Spades.

♠ ♠ ♠Magic Fans: a fan with a particularly strong desire wants Lily bad. Unfortunately for her, said fan also happens to be a skilled practitioner of some form of magic, and once they get their hands on some of her hair for whatever reason, they start using their powers to warp her mind and make her theirs.

♠ ♠ ♠Charity Auction: every year during a picnic or other celebration, Lily's agency or another organization has a charity auction, where you can bid on dates with various members or other experience prizes. Wanting to participate and contribute to a good cause, Lily puts herself up for auction, perhaps even hinting that a certain person would bid for her. When she's won by someone, she's not thrilled, but at least she's willing enough.

Elisa Soubry

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Age: just turned eighteen
Position: high schooler and barista
Relationship: Has a boyfriend
Background: Lily's kid sister Elisa has a few things in common with her older sister: blonde hair, excellent good looks, and a tendency toward the more girly things in life. Unlike Lily, Elisa isn't possessed of an almost manic drive to be the best and succeed, instead preferring to ave fun and vibe with life. She still tries in school and does well, but is known more for her friendly and upbeat personality than anything. Elisa's also a virgin, wanting to save her virginity so she can lose it to her boyfriend on prom before they go off to college (assuming she even goes; she's seriously considering being a barista). Innocent, but not too naive.​

♠ ♠ ♠Just One Video: Elisa needs money for whatever reason (college, helping her family, help the boyfriend), or maybe she just wants to give her boyfriend a cute little surprise before they actually go all the way. She signs on for a company, thinking she's doing something relatively soft-core, possibly with simulated sex, but things get out of hand, as Elisa not only loses her virginity on camera, but becomes a snowbunny for BBC as well!

♠ ♠ ♠Spring Broken: Elisa is following the tradition of other seniors and skipping school for a few days so she can have a week long Spring Break at a destination location. This is likely the Ebon Isle (which runs specials on that), but it could be elsewhere. Either way, a giggly eighteen year old who's getting just a bit tipsy and lots of horny makes for a great target for the right bull.

♠ ♠ ♠Is This What You Wanted? : Elisa, excited about prom and particularly what happens after, sneaks a look into her boyfriend's porn stash to see what he's into, so she can properly prepare. Some of it is expected and boring, but she finds a massive amount of what looks like cuckolding/cheating stuff, particularly with black guys. Maybe it was planted or maybe her boyfriend's into it, either way, Elisa approaches a black guy to shoot a few teasing videos to get the boyfriend going. Her special prom night is going to be quite special indeed.

♠ ♠ ♠Friendly Janitor: always cheerful and pleasant, Elisa is one of the few girls not to tease or torment an older black janitor. She's heard stories that he's a big pervert and does things to girls, particularly when he finds out they're freshly eighteen. Either on her birthday or just after, Elisa volunteers to do a quick task for him, not knowing that it's getting her in just the right position for him to do what he wants with the cute little thing.

♠ ♠ ♠Cream in Your Coffee: Elisa loves working at this cute little cafe. However, the hip older owner either hires a new manager or is replaced by one. The new guy happens to believe in hands on learning, with Elisa as his new favorite student.

♠ ♠ ♠School Breeding Program: it turns out that the same people behind Chloe's program have set one up for incoming students or high schoolers in need of money!. They can sign up for the breeding program, which helps struggling minorities with their declining birth rates. Young women in good health can offer up their services, with a good deal of financial compensation being granted. Our benevolent little student thinks nothing of it when they give her a fertility treatment (despite her being in good health), thinking they're going to harvest her eggs or something (she even signed on to have five children!). However, she's soon paired with black students (exchange students?) and finds out they're doing this the old fashioned way. Just think, five kids should take her all the way through college!

♠ ♠ ♠Cultural Exchange: the Soubry family is known for being openminded and generous. So of course they open their home to an exchange student or refugee. Said student happens to take quite the shine to Elisa in particular, being quite physical with her, claiming it's all cultural when, in reality, they're just wanting the cute little thing for themselves.

Sarah Ngam-Hoy
*quick note: Sarah's pics seem to range from that's a cute Asian to probably Asian to that's a white girl, so we're going with half-Asian
Age: just turned eighteen
Position: high school track star
Relationship: either none or an Asian boyfriend
Background: Sarah was originally a military brat, born to a white father and a Korean mother. She was raised all over the place for the first twelve or so years, before her parents opted to settle down so she could properly graduate and get situated. Surprisingly, Sarah's better at sports than she is at scholastics, possibly because her father's so physical. Regardless, her parents adopted strict rules: Sarah can only date Asian guys, and only if it doesn't cut into practice or schoolwork. She's been getting increasingly frustrated and eagerly waiting to go off to college and get away from them. Highly physical, at times she swears she's always horny.
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♠ ♠ ♠: Proper Coaching Sarah's in line for a prestigious track scholarship. That means her parents hired the best personal trainer/coach they could find. Said coach does have a high success rate... and an equally high reputation for turning his mentees into little playthings. Our track star needs help in so many ways, doesn't she?

♠ ♠ ♠Just One Video: runs essentially similar to the others with this: Sarah needs some extra money, so she signs on to do a porn shoot. Maybe she's not fully aware, or maybe she purposefully picked "hardcore" to rebel. Regardless, she's about to get her brains fucked out on camera.

♠ ♠ ♠Spring Broken: naturally Sarah's desperate for a chance to cut loose and have some fun. Spring Break finally provides that, and while her parents are reluctant, initially wanting her to get some extra training in, Sarah gets them to concede, probably helped by promises of swimming and training while on vacay.

♠ ♠ ♠Caught Wet Handed: if there's one thing that gets Sarah going, it's track practice. The runner's high meets with friction meets with the fact that guys love to stare at the hot girls running around. Sometimes, after an intense practice (or one where cute boys watch), Sarah will spend a bit of extra time in the shower. Unfortunately for her, someone finds her right as she's about to climax, leaving little doubt to what she was actually doing in such a public space.

♠ ♠ ♠Cheaters Never Win: while Sarah's performance on the field is great, her grades could use some help. Desperate not to get in trouble, Sarah opts to cheat on a major assignment or test. Unfortunately for her, someone finds out. Fortunately for her, they have some fun ways to punish our naughty schoolgirl

♠ ♠ ♠Zebra Lounge: as always, Sarah's looking for a place to cut loose. She hears rumors about this one location that lets hot, teenage girls in, so long as they're ready to party. Free alcohol, dancing, and guys willing to grind; what could go wrong?

Skye Sharpe
Skye has the same issue as Sarah, where some of her earlier pics make her look a little Asian; we can lean into that as much or as little as we want[/url]

Age: late teens/early twenties
Position: student and artist
Relationship: a few boyfriends in the past, possibly one now
Background: Skye grew up in a loving home, with parents that were most definitely free spirits. She was allowed to experiment in almost every sense of the word, which naturally drew her to the world of art. For many years she was less concerned with her personal appearance, though she was more "cute" than anything. Once someone suggested that she consider herself a canvas, Skye started applying makeup and various hair colors, with her current being a soft pink. She's quite skilled at artistic work, preferring more avant garde or even performance pieces. She's more pragmatic than most artists though, recognizing that she needs money if she's truly going to succeed, which has her working various part time jobs or trying various pieces.​

♠ ♠ ♠Painting the Casting Couch: Skye gets a brilliant idea for an art project. Either she hears about an amateur shoot involving a casting couch or sets one up. however, instead of showing up dressed casually, Skye arrives in nothing but body paint, attempting to throw them off and make a statement about the situation.

♠ ♠ ♠Pornographic Film Studies: the new avant garde film course at Skye's university is quite intense. It involves not only watching and studying porn, but delving more and more into various fetishes. For a project, Skye is assigned interracial, and is further set up to delve deeper into the situation.

♠ ♠ ♠Zebra Club: Skye hears about this new club in town that wants young girls to go to cut loose. Supposedly it's about getting in touch with your primal urges, with a dress code that leans on primitive clothing or the like. Skye goes, thinking it'll be interesting, only to find herself quite overwhelmed in the best of ways.

♠ ♠ ♠Shoplifter to Snowbunny: every once in a while Skye likes to shoplift, particularly from major stores. She does it as a sort of act of protest, and has a few tricks for getting away with it. That includes wearing sexy lingerie under her normal clothes, since most won't strip search. She meets a bull guard who not only does that, but believes that if she's willing to steal it, she's willing to cum in it.

♠ ♠ ♠Spanking the Snowbunny: there's a new policy at Skye's school/university, passed thanks to some particular interest groups. It involves doling out physical punishment to students for various infractions, often starting with spankings. Naturally the head person in charge of said punishments is a bull, and he's more than eager to get his hands on the rebellious little artist.

♠ ♠ ♠New Toys: late one night after some disappointment with a date, Skye's doing laundry and decides to try something that's worked wonders before: riding the machines. She's just reached a point of full enjoyment when a black guy comes in, willing to offer her access to much better toys and options.

♠ ♠ ♠Branded and Taken: Skye's heard rumors about the whole Queen of Spades thing and is pretty sure it's nonsense. She's also heard about a club or organization where Queens can find bulls. She puts a "temporary" tattoo on and heads there. The bulls are more aggressive than she'd figured, but one proves to dominate her in every sense of the word.
(We can play up or down the various BDSM elements as much as we want here)

Kayla Cross
Age: late teens/center]

Position: student
Relationship: possibly a few boyfriends; saving herself for marriage
Background: Kayla's a California girl through and through, having been raised in the sun (hence the freckles). She's got a bit of a performance bug on her, with an emphasis on singing and songwriting, with a desire to be the next Taylor Swift (or at least in that same general area). Kayla's also the sort who can't help but be active, as she's both a cheerleader and a volleyball player at her school. The girl is definitely living a busy life!​

♠ ♠ ♠Spaded Collab: Kayla's released a few songs on various social media sites, and apparently caught the attention of a more well known performance. Yes, he happens to be a black guy, possibly a rapper, but he's still interested in doing a collab with the up and coming girl. Of course, they're going to have to get quite close and personal, and who knows what they can really create.

♠ ♠ ♠Earn that A Q: usually Kayla's on top of her busy life and hectic schedule, but she somehow slips in one particular class for whatever reason. She desperately needs a certain grade in order to keep her scholarships and the like, so she goes begging to the teacher. They naturally have some very interesting ways she can earn her grade back.

♠ ♠ ♠The Cuck Trap: Kayla's been dating this very sweet, almost pretty guy. They've been somewhat intimate, and she's actually thinking about going all the way, since she's pretty convinced they're going to get married (and she's horny). Said guy says he has an intense fetish and they should explore it first. It turns out he was actually hired by a bull, and he now uses his relationship with Kayla to get her to fuck said bull.

♠ ♠ ♠ Pimp My Girlfriend: since Kayla's trying to save herself, she often goes to great lengths to keep her boyfriend satisfied. That includes dressing up dressing up like a hooker and having a bit of fun. Either as a set up by accident, she's found not by her boyfriend, but a bull who's more than willing to brand that ass (bonus points if it's a pimp who has every intention of properly branding and pimping his new Queen).

additional faces

Note; the following are all fairly realistic, AI art. I think it's arranged so you can pick and choose from various artists and still have a similar enough look. I'm also more than down for instead coming up with characters and making AI art of our own, but I do not have the capability; I have had partners volunteer to do that for the RP, and I've found it amazing, but the listing below should work as well.

Bolded faces are desired; those with *** are desired even more.


ImaginativeAI

• Adrianna
• Kayla
• Zoey Reed

Orange Flower Jelly

• Vance and Rebecca*

older, general plot

Note: the following isn't necessarily out of the question with some good requests. I've just had a few of these that are going well and I"d like to focus on the developed idea above instead.

older, general plot

Inspiration...

He got her eye. She just couldn't help it.

In fact, she bet he caught lots of eyes. So large, well-built, a powerful masculine presence. Even more it was just... just his raw charisma, a confidence that he'd clearly earned from somewhere. He must have noticed her, because he turned, flashing a knowing smile her direction. She felt a flush rise on her pale cheeks, trying to look away, but she knew deep down part of why she was so interested: because he was black, and she'd never been with a black guy before...













As the above illustrates, this is all about interracial erotica, particularly involving black males, females, and others, fucking initially reluctant or reserved white females or femmes.













...Corruption...

This wasn't her; she knew that. She was the good girl, the one who married the right guy, who did the right thing. Yet now she was face down on a bed, the largest cock she'd ever seen nudging against her previously tight little pussy. This was her chance to stop, to tell him not to, but she found her head burrowing into the pillow, biting down, her body quivering in anticipation as she felt him slide within her, knowing deep down that this was a first step, maybe one she wouldn't even come back from...









...Size...

Trembling hands pulled at the undergarments, her heart thudding loud in her ears. She could feel the raw heat, could smell his arousal already. Nervous fingers almost fumbled the simple task of lowering the cloth. A gasp left her as it finally sprang free, a hand going to her mouth. She could only stare, mouth open, eyes wide. Stare at the pillar of ebony flesh, still twitching, arousal growing with each passing moment. It had to be nearly the size of her forearm, easily a match for those porn stars she'd laughed off. Now all her teasing about his size, and her confidence in easily handling him, came back to haunt her as her eyes nearly crossed, taking the measure of him, finding her insides quivering in anticipation...









...Intensity...

"OH MY GOD!" the exclamation burst out of her as she felt the pleasure rolling through her. It demolished all attempts at thought, erasing any last remnants of resistance she may still have been clinging to. Everything focused sharply on the massive burst of pleasure erupting from within. Her sex quivered and shook, almost quaking about the thick cock stretching it beyond its limits. She felt her insides churning against him, milking the impressive tool. Arousal jerked from her in time with her rising hips, the sheer electricity of the experience arching her fine body. Toes curled in sheets, fingers tightened, and everything within her gave way to the intensity of the pleasure. And all the while he hadn't stopped, wasn't pulsing within, but kept plowing into her, driving through the orgasm and further beyond...









...Breeding...

His words rumbled in her mind: Gonna fill you up. Your babies ain't gonna have that pretty red hair. Ain't no going back now: you're about to be a baby mama to a fine ass little one. She remembered it all as the pleasure ripped through her. She should stop him, needed to stop. Pregnancy would change everything, could ruin her life. Her hard won body would give way for the baby, all her plans would disappear, would shift. She'd be a breeding slut for this man and those like him. She knew that, but the pleasure made her cry out all the same. She felt his cock shove so deep within, her eyes rolling and teeth gritting, then felt him pulse once, twice. Warm heat filled her, and she swore she could almost feel her future giving way to these sensations of pleasure and her new purpose...









...a New Queen of Spades...

She felt his hand rubbing her sore ass, giving it a few pats. "This is your new life now," that commanding voice of his told, the words seeping into her post orgasmic haze. She felt them worming into her thoughts, making her shiver, the motion letting just a bit of their shared arousal leak from her sex. "You're black property now," he gave her ass a slightly harder slap. "And we both know you're not going back, eager little thing," his hand slid down, playing with the sex he'd already claimed. "We'll get you the proper marking soon. But for now, it's time to get you fully adjusted to your new life..."









...marking...

She fought the shiver, knowing it was almost wrong to feel delight for this. She could hear the strange whirring of the device, could feel the slight pricking. Her bull had already selected her tight little ass, and all that experience with spankings made it that much easier to withstand the little pains. She swore she could almost feel the ink appearing on her pale skin, knew what it meant. Everyone would know her for what she was, what life she'd embraced.

She was a Queen of Spades, and she loved every minute of it.​

Plot Starters:
craving: Spading a Targaryen, Honeymoon Conversion



♠ ♠ ♠Spading a Targaryen: the "Targaryen girl" is becoming a bit of a problem. She amasses armies and followers wherever she goes, her raw charisma drawing thousands to her cause, let alone the dragons. Fighting her would be a lost cause. That's why, instead, one of her enemies sends agents of the Spade. These agents are not out to defeat the great Targaryen girl in combat, but in the bedroom. Are they fulfilling a contract? A dark pact? Or they perhaps simply following their lusts, hoping to create one of the greatest Queens of Spades the realms have ever seen.


♠ ♠ ♠Super Spading: Lex Luthor (or an original villain) is struggling with his nemesis, Supergirl. All his plans and troubles are for nought. But ah, he learns that the Supergirl has a weakness: magic. Working with a magician (a witch doctor? Voodoo Shaman? Dark outsider?) they team up to truly break the Kryptonian, or at least to ensure that the next generation is just a bit... blacker.


♠ ♠ ♠End of Your Shift: she has to work at a seedy place, likely a restaurant, but maybe a club or something else. Perhaps she doesn't have a choice: maybe it's the only option in town. Maybe she owes a favor. Regardless, she had to put on this weird, Spade bit of jewelry and almost every black guy she has for a customer either stares at her or outright touches her. There's rumors of even more special services, and she's seen some of the other girls cleaning out their tips at the end of the night. Can she hold on?


♠ ♠ ♠Spade Body Training: there's rumors about a new training regime and/or gym going around. Supposedly it's a life changing experience. Maybe someone hires on this trainer or maybe our girl seeks out the organization. Regardless, she soon finds that part of their trick to staying fit is plenty of orgasms and the activities likely to bring said orgasms about.


♠ ♠ ♠Please Rate Our Services an 18: Android 18 isn't above playing a little dirty if it means making some zenni. She found out very quickly that men were more than willing to pay to take her out to fancy dates and dinners and the like, or even just to spend time with them. As she's one of the strongest fighters in the world, she doesn't have to worry about guys getting too pushy: she can handle herself. So when a guy calls, asking her to wear some weird symbol and be ready for fun, she thinks she can handle it. Thus begins her quest to become the world's strongest Queen of Spades


♠ ♠ ♠Imaginary Craving: Frankie Foster has been working at her grandmother's home for imaginary friends for as long as she can remember. It's a mostly thankless job that takes up a lot of her time, leading to some frustrations for a girl of her age. One day, a particularly realistic imaginary friend comes in, one from someone who clearly was far too into interracial porn. He's set his sights on the redhaired caretaker, ready to satisfy all her needs.


♠ ♠ ♠Just One Video: she's in a position where she just needs to make one pornographic video. Maybe it's a present for her SO, maybe it's to make money, maybe it's a bet or she's a cam girl who's asked to do it. Regardless, she signs up, telling herself just once won't hurt.


♠ ♠ ♠Keeping the Staff: she's a dedicated wife/daughter of a man who's perhaps not the best when handling workers and/or those of other races. A particularly egregious moment happens which will send the most recent hire(s) off the job, likely with grounds for a lawsuit. Wanting desperately to stop, our future queen says she'll do anything to make it up to them, and of course she's not as bigoted as he is.


♠ ♠ ♠Spade Co. Internship: she's managed to score an internship at one of the most prestigious firms/businesses/corporations in the area. It's the sort of opportunity most girls would kill for, and she's thrilled to have earned it on the back of her impressive performance, appearances be damned. Now the pressure's on to perform, and she finds that she may have to earn her position on her back in quite a different way than she anticipated.


♠ ♠ ♠Snowbunny Lodge: there's this cabin named for snowbunnies, which of course means girls that are interested in skiing and winter sports... or at least, that's what the girl(s) that sign up to stay there over a weekend think. Maybe it's a girl looking to spend a weekend with her husband/fiance/boyfriend alone, or maybe a group of girls (cheerleaders, perhaps?) who are looking to hook up with a matching set of football players. Instead, bad weather hits, leaving them stranded with the big black bulls that are there, and who know what the Lodge is all about.


♠♠ ♠Honeymoon Conversion: our recently married girl and her husband go to a special resort for their honeymoon. Someone gifted them the tickets for the week stay. Once there, she's pampered, given a unique little stamp. Things progress, as she soon finds herself converting to that BBC.


♠ ♠ ♠ Spring Broken: our soon-to-be-queen(s) are dedicated students. She/they is/are known for being a little more reserved or uptight, maybe even trapped in a long-term relationship. However, Spring Break is a time to cut loose, right? She/they decide to do so, not realizing that several of the locals are experts in making Spring Break an experience they'll never forget.


♠ ♠ ♠Into Her System: she's always been curious about BBC. Maybe she's read stories or looked into the lifestyle. But something stopped her from going all the way: maybe she's in a relationship; maybe she doesn't want to disappoint her family; whatever. However, she decides that she just needs to get it out of her system (or someone suggests it). She puts a temporary Queen of Spades tattoo on and goes to just the right/wrong place.


♠ ♠ ♠Zebra Lounge: it's a well known club. Those that go there get tons of buzz. Their careers may blow up. Or maybe it's just a great place for swingers or those interested in spicing things up. our girl goes in, not knowing what she's signing on for. Before she realizes what's going on, she's marked and thoroughly enjoying her night of debauchery (bonus points if she doesn't remember it in the morning, but has perhaps signed on to something, somehow).


♠ ♠ ♠You Bet Your Ride: there's a longstanding rivalry between her team and another guy. It's been around for ages, and there might be some hints at racial tension. She's dating the boy of her dreams (maybe even engaged or married), who just so happens to be the star athlete. After a heated encounter, he bets the other guy (our bull) that his team will win; after all, they're great and they have the best girl cheerleading for them. They put their "rides" on the line, but when he loses, our Dream Boy can't really pay up. His girlfriend, cheerleader that she is, goes to make a bargain. Fortunately for them, the bull is willing to make a deal for another sort of ride (and gets himself a cheerleader to play with).


♠ ♠ ♠Undercover Cuckold: she and her partner (boyfriend/fiance/husband) are both agents or police officers with great records despite being fairly new to the job. Their partnership has irritated some people, including a chief who has a perfect setup. They have to infiltrate a group of Queens of Spades, with our agent/police woman forced to go along more and more with it until she's marked and fucked out of her mind. (ideas involving the NY's finest below, or Gwen Stacy (SpiderGwen), Kim Possible, and/or Supergirl)


♠ ♠ ♠Personal Research: she's a top leading scientist in sociology/public relations/sexual sciences. She's been hearing about and studying various phenomenon around the "Queen of Spades" lifestyle. The idea that a woman would only be a slut for a certain race, would potentially give things up, sounds impossible to her. She decides she needs to enter the community for herself to do the proper research, only to find that all that knowledge and intelligence only gets you so far.
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Faces of Interest:
note: these are sorted by artist, more or less, and grouped more by that than anything else. Craved faces will be bolded and may have stars to indicate even further excitement, but all are available. If we're doing multiple characters, I'd prefer if they all came from the same artist.
special note: I don't have access to the capability myself, but if you'd like to make AI art of our characters, particularly the girl(s), I will be 100% down for that and likely go with most of your ideas and/or plots


SulliedAngel

• The Art of Teasing 2
• Cuties 16
• Cuties 17-Hailee
• Cuties 40
• Cuties 44
• Cuties 52
• Hot for Teacher 1
• Hot For Teacher 26
• Athletes 2 The Martial Artist
• Athletes 3 The Soccer Player
• Athletes 7 The Striker
• Athletes 8 - The Runner
• Athletes 25 - Mountain Runner
• Get in the Ring
• Get in the Ring 2
• Gamer Girls 4
• Gamer Girls 5
• Gamer Girls 8
• Gamer Girls 10
• Gamer Girls 12
• Gamer Girls 14
• Wild Chicks 1 Biker Zelda
• Wild Chicks 3
• Wild Chicks 5
• Wild Chicks 10
• Working Girls 14 - The Lingerie Model
• NY's Finest 1
• NY's Finest 3
• NY's Finest 5
• NY's Finest 8
• NY's Finest 14
• Office Crush 19

LizSchnabel

• Daenerys Targaryen 2
• Daenerys Targaryen 4
• Daenerys Targaryen 5
• Supergirl Earth 425
• Supergirl 8
• Blossom
• Buttercup
• Princess Ariel 14 Night City
• Princess Ariel 19 Night City
• Ariel 18 Beautiful Bride 2
• Ariel 18 Beautiful Bride 5
• Ready for party? 3
• Ready for 1st round?
• Looks like someone is in love
• Revisiting Cheerleader 6
• Gamer Girl**
• Cheerleader 7
• Meet the Doctor
• Meet the Doctor 2
• Meet the Doctor 13
• Meet the Doctor 15
• Meet the Doctor 16
• Meet the Doctor 18
• Meet the doctor 21
• Meet the doctor 29
• Meet the Doctor 34**
• Surfer girl
• Surfer Girl 2
• 500 Nights at Eddie's 5
• 500 nights at Eddie's 7
• 500 Nights at Eddie's 14
• 500 Nights at Eddies 17
• 500 Nights at Eddie's 26
• 500 Nights at Eddie's 27
• 500 Nights at Eddie's 38
• 500 Nights at Eddie's 41
• See something you fancy? #2*
• Will you stay overtime? 3
• Will you stay overtime? 4
• Will You Stay Overtime 7
• Will You Stay Overtime 9
• Will you stay overtime? #26*
• Will You stay Overtime? #28
• Will you stay overnight 9
• Undercover Diplomatic Business 13
• Weren't We Supposed to Study 26
• Weren't we supposed to study? #38
• Ginger
• Beautiful Bride
• Beautiful Bride 2**
• Meet the chef
• Beautiful dawn 6
• Beautiful Dawn 7
• Beautiful Dawn # 15
• Princess Zelda 10
• Princess Zelda 29

Sippy69

• Gwen Stacy (SpiderGwen)
• Gwen Stacy (SpiderGwen) 3
• Gwen Stacey (SpiderGwen 4)
• Frankie Foster
• Frankie Foster 2
• Frankie Foster 3
• Frankie Foster 4
• Frankie Foster 5
• Frankie Foster
• Kim Possible
• Kim Possible - Tank Top
• Kim Possible 3
• Kim Possible 5
• Kim Possible 9
• Kim Possible 10
• Kim Possible - Black Dress 3
• Android 18 2
• Android 18 3
• Android 18 4
• Android 18 5
• Android 18 8
• Android 18
• Aunt Cass - Gradiant Dress
• Aunt Cass-Booty

Final Thoughts:

If you got to this point, you either scrolled all the way down or were quite interested and wanted to read it all. The basic idea of the thread should be pretty obvious: interracial erotic RPs with a fairly high emphasis on smut, but with at least some smattering of story/setup. I wanted to rewrite this from my older thread because I'm back after a break and the older one relied on using gifs of real people creatively, and I have since moved on to using AI art.

I am a fairly literate RPer, one who puts a decent amount of description and such into a RP. I'm fairly active when on, and as the request thread shows, I'm quite interested. If this sounds like something you'd be up for RPing out, send me a PM. Let me know what ideas caught your interest and which of the faces are most appealing (having a short list culled from my is great; I will consider other images, but I'm picky).

I'm quite eager for RPs of this nature and willing to write either the female or the male.

 

[the.amorous.bunny]

"You aren't a fancy doctor any more, are you?" the voice rumbled above her even as the thick cock continued resizing her hole. She could do little more than whimper as she felt her sex stretching around him, arousal seeping forth. Already her sex had to be ruined, her husband would never feel the same. Her body yearned for more, for him to sheathe. She didn't need all those years of medical school to tell her what would happen.
A black finger hooked her mouth, drew her pretty face up to look at him. A smile of utter confidence twisted down at her. "You a good little snowbunny," he told her, pulling her mouth, "little slut for that big black cock. And you're going to getting all filled up, aren't you, Miss Doctor?"
She quivered, knew this was her last chance to give up, to resist. She could feel his cock throbbing within, knew what was cumming. Yet instead she found her words slurring around the fingers: "Ah'm a shnowbunneh."
And she felt him bursting within.
​

 

[the.amorous.bunny]

"Holy fuck, you're huge!" the words sprang from her lips before she could shut them. Her pretty blue eyes almost crossed as she looked at the absolutely massive thing bobbing in her face. It took all she had not to hold up her forearm, to do some sort of size comparison. She certainly regretted all her earlier confidence and bravado. Sure, she'd handled cocks in the past, had gotten guys more than pleased, but they'd been so much smaller than this. The sheer size of it was just... staggering.

She felt a hand on her head, pushing her forward. "C'mon, now, we made a deal," the voice above reminded. She swallowed, but felt her lips part, body trembling, hot breath puffing against his thick, domed head. She lowered her mouth just a little, letting her lips almost gently kiss it, her tongue starting to move. It felt insane, but she would've sworn he even tasted better...​

 

[the.amorous.bunny]

She could feel the cock hammering deep into her from behind. Each thrust rocked her forward, threatening to push her off the bed. She felt his hips collide with her ass, sheathing so much black cock inside her. Another needy little moan left her mouth at the sensation. So.. full, it felt as if he'd filled not just her pussy but all the way. Each thrust hammered so very deep inside her, knocking on her inner most core. She swore she could almost see stars, her vision flashing as if the cock were pounding upon her very mind. Maybe it was.


She felt his hand move, pulling her hair. Her head arched back, another little erotic noise seeping from her. She felt him twisting her, and her eyes, nearly blurred from the sheer force of the pummeling behind, landed on the camera again. The pretty white thing whimpered as she stared into it, her voice contorting into a perfect mixture of pleasure and submission, every inch of her expression telling just how much she enjoyed the thick cock resizing her insides. His hammering increased, and she could feel it building, her mouth falling open to scream as pleasure started to seize full control over her body.
​

 

[the.amorous.bunny]

Just hold on to the end of your shift. you can make it.

Yet she could still feel their stares burning into her. The work uniform cupped her tight little rear so well that it had been practically painted on, and she was starting to lose track of how many men had spanked it, their hands often lingering to grab on, sometimes nearly throwing her off balance. The worst ones rubbed, their hands gliding over her. Very, very few dared go lower, teasing her pale, quivering upper thighs. Their touches made her squirm every time, and, despite herself, she couldn't help but get a little worked up. A little flushed. A little flustered.

A little... aroused.

It should be so easy; all she had to do was make it to the end of her shift! Yet she kept feeling those stares boring into her, the hands on her ass. It barely felt like she even owned her own body anymore, and worst of all: the sensation was driving her crazy. She'd been hoping to use her fifteen minute break near the end to go home early, but at this rate she may have to duck into the bathroom to take care of things.

As if reading her mind, a man snaked a hand out. It wrapped about her waist, throwing her off balance. She nearly fell into his lap, and she could certainly feel something pressing against her. Something told her she wouldn't be making it to the end of her shift.
​

 

[the.amorous.bunny]

How many lines had she crossed now?

There had been the first time she'd seen a big, black cock in the open. The sheer size it had stunned her, ignited that hunger within her, brought realization and set her on this new path. Another first, that first taste of it, had come soon after, with her tongue greedily swirling about the tip, her mouth mumbling words about how she couldn't fit the whole thing in her mouth.

Or the first time she'd felt that massive cock slide within her. Felt her walls part before the welcoming pillar. Felt that thick, hard cock slide all the way into her, resizing her, reshaping her insides as it pressed oh so deliciously deep within. It had been oh so long after that for the next first, for when the member throbbed. She'd felt it burst, an almost violent blast of cum spraying deep into her insides while he held onto her quivering flesh, gave her ass an almost possessive smack. She didn't know for sure, but she thought it all too likely that she already had a mixed child inside her.

Now, face down on a relatively comfortable chair, her snug shorts and skimpy "Blacked" style thong pulled down, she could feel another, that moment of hesitation. not trusting herself to speak, she turned, nodded. Soon the thrum of the needle, the pricking on her perky ass. It would take some time to artfully place that spade upon her, to leave room for the almost feminine Q. But these were experts, experts in marking flesh, in branding women. It would be flawless, there for when her bull next demanded her attention, bouncing her atop his throbbing member.

A new line crossed, forever labeled a Queen of Spades.​

 

[the.amorous.bunny]

(actual response from a current play)
Then she felt the tongue hitting what felt like a pleasure button. A raw burst of concentrated arousal hit her hard, shooting straight to the core. He'd barely touched it when Zoey's thighs clenched, her lower half pressing down. She had to pull off the cock, though her hands stroked it feverishly. "Yes, yes, yes! There, YES!" she screamed, her body shivering. She felt the electric burst as Alphonse's tongue attacked her most sensitive spot. The girl's toes curled in her shoes, her body bowing as she arched against the hands, slamming her sex back. "Fuuuuuuck!" she screamed as the orgasm ripped through her.

Zoey let out a wordless shriek of delight, body jolting, stiffening before rocking. she pressed her eager, convulsing sex down upon him, all but smothering him with her climaxing pussy. Pleasure blacked her vision, eyes rolling, body jolting. Was that one orgasm or two? Her brain could barely process, and the intense pleasure ran roughshod over her body, seizing any and all other senses. She'd thought orgasms from teasing play were fun, or when she rode a toy, even fucking the right guy. But this, climaxing while on this drug? She flopped back, almost panting.

Still hungry, her mouth sought his cock. Zoey almost recklessly jammed her head against him, even as her body quivered, lower half bucking. Another throaty, needful noise reverberated around her throat, massaging the cock. She thrust deeper, all but impaling her head, gagging and splattering Ella Mae's face with spittle, but she still tried, even as her eyes rolled from the sheer intensity of the pleasure.​

 

[the.amorous.bunny]

She could do this. It wasn't that hard. Heck, this was the easy part of it. She pasted on a smile when they held her ID out, putting it in front of the camera, just so it would stand off to the side her smiling face. "Could we get your name and age again?" the director asked.
"Yeah, sure," she nodded, "I'm Colleen Delaney, and I'm eighteen."
"And when did you turn eighteen?"
That had her smiling a little, knowing that was part of the bit. "Today, actually," she said, forcing herself to sound bright. This definitely hadn't been how she'd imagined spending her eighteenth birthday party: perched on a casting couch, with a handful of dedicated professionals, all of whom were black, looking on at her. But they'd had that special deal going. If you agreed to the shoot exactly on your eighteenth birthday, they doubled what they paid you. And what they paid you would already be more than enough money for what Colleen needed.

Hence her being here, asking questions, pretending like this wasn't the preinterview for her very first (and hopefully last), Casting Couch: Snowbunny Edition Video.

Happy Birthday to you!​

 

[the.amorous.bunny]

The plan was working.

Not that this surprised him; he'd been organizing plans like this for years now. The new little Mrs. here wouldn't be the first hotwife he made out of a newlywed, probably wouldn't be the last. But oh, how he still loved it each and every time. They arrived on his island, young, vibrant, full of life and love. They clung to their equally happy husbands, they showed off the new rings on their fingers, the kept signing everything "Mrs." because they could. He'd truly meant it when he said there was no period like the honeymoon period.

Which made taking them then so much more delicious.

He knew he had her. First the little incident with the luggage, "conveniently" finding only the bag that had her wedding night lingerie and swimsuit. Offering complimentary doses of the local fruit, that guava imbued with the island's fertile essence, not to mention drinks of the stuff, a more potent bit. Then luring her precious husband out with some false errand, and inviting the wife to a private massage to make up for the matter. He had the languid beauty now, already making little soft moans whenever his hands touched her, and he'd only just begun to truly work his magic. A knowing smile spread across his lips as he drew fingers across pale thighs, watching her quiver.

Oh, he was going to enjoy this one indeed.​

 

[the.amorous.bunny]

She was supposed to be married in two weeks.

Yet here she was, her legs spread wide, thighs trembling. Her hands splayed behind her to help support her body, thrusting her chest out. Her chest heaved with every breath, heart pounding, feeling how her nipples ached, how her sex throbbed, how everything yearned for the man standing above her, a man who hadn't put the ring on her finger. Even that knowledge, the taboo, brought with it a sinful delight that she wanted to revel in.

Her blue eyes smoldered as she brought a hand down her body. It jostled that piercing again, before going down the flat plain of her abdomen. Fingers caught in the skintight pantie, just pulling it aside, showing the glistening sex to her new lover, feeling the pounding within. Everything throbbed and ached and yearned, and she knew that her child would not have those pretty blue eyes. She knew it and the knowledge thrilled her, nearly as much as knowing she was cheating on him, almost as much as realizing she would probably walk down the aisle with another man's baby in her belly.

'Fuck a black baby into me," she told the man above her, legs spreading just a bit further still. The words, words that would seal her fate, made her shiver, and she looked up at him with those eyes, begging him to follow through on his words and her plea.​

 

[the.amorous.bunny]

"Mr. Mandingo, the report on the most recent arrivals."

The absolutely massive black man turned to the petite woman laying the folders on his desk. He gave her an almost understanding smile, reveling in the girl's gorgeous skin, a light brown mix that his daughter had gotten from one of his finest Queens. She gave him an understanding nod, tapping the top folder. "I think you'll like this one especially," she said. With a knowing smile, she stepped back.

Saka reached for the folder, pausing only a moment to notice the pure white coloring that dominated the item in his hand. He shared a knowing smile with his daughter: her mother had shared one just like it, once upon a time. Saka flipped the folder open, scanning, learning about how Miss Miller had opted for the special Bachelorette package, the extended weekend trip. She and her husband were due to be married in just a few weeks. Childhood sweethearts. Such a lovely story for a lovely young woman, just barely into her twenties, with a bright smile that lit gorgeous blue eyes.

Saka smiled, feeling a stirring. He looked to his daughter, giving her an approving nod. The mountain of a man shifted, flipping through Miss Miller's bachelorette party, taking special note of a few that stood out for... reasons. Certainly an attractive group, but then again, weren't they nearly always? Yes, they certainly deserved the experience that lay ahead of them. And Saka Mandingo had every intention of making sure Miss Miller enjoyed her last little hurrah as being single; he'd tend to it personally.​

 

[the.amorous.bunny]

Evie looked down at the massive black cock pulsing between her legs. Each little bob made a little more seed dribble out, the massive member growing just a little more. She tried to tell herself that she was married, that she hated this guy, that she wasn't even sure this was safe, all those reasons why she couldn't do it. Yet that hand moved between her legs. Talented fingers parted her folds, and she felt them sliding into her wet pussy so smoothly, so perfectly. Her head canted back, golden curls brushing her shoulder as she let out another little moaning noise of satisfaction. Her husband had never made her feel like this. Her hips danced as he played her, and she felt his hand pulling back.

"We shouldn't," she breathed, but it sounded less like the truth and more like a line from a script. She dared look down, behind her, seeing his frenzied look, the pure lust in his impressive build. The hand between her legs shifted, she felt it prizing her trembling white thights that much further apart. The other took that massive weapon in hand, the thing filling his entire fist. He rolled the thick, domed head of that enomorous cock up and down Evie's tight, married sex. She felt her heat and arousal kissing him as if to anoint his prescence. His head moved down, lips taking hers as she felt his hips moving forward. She should stop him, but the kiss stole words, stole breath, leaving her to moan as she felt her body opening up.

The first few inches of thick black cock, barely the head, started to glide into her married pussy, and Evie shivered, loving every second of it.​

 

[the.amorous.bunny]

Interesting, he thought as he walked along the first row of desks. Chloe Murrow sat there as she so often did and, to his delight, she'd opted to wear a skirt. The cute little thing had this fun tendency to wear short and breezy outfits whenever the weather got nice, and while they were experience an upswing, he hadn't been expecting this. The little skirt she wore barely covered any of those gorgeous thighs of hers, leaving a good expanse of a luxurious leg on display. It took all of his considerable discipline not to openly stare, particularly since his TAs had been telling him that Miss Murrow had been one of the more vocal about his "wandering eye."

Could they really blame him? He had a bevy of gorgeous young women parading around, each one bright and desperate for attention. They either dressed to get those silly boys to look or to "be comfortable," with as many short little skirts and painted on shorts. Yes, the rumors were true: he was more than willing to cut a deal. He had tenure and a knack for making girls not regret their decisions; hell, some alumni still visited. But he'd determined Miss Murrow a lost cause, one to be careful of, to avoid. Probably had a boyfriend or a purity ring.

But now they were all dutifully taking their reading quiz, and here she was, in that skirt. He could've sworn she'd looked to him, and... was she spreading her legs a little? Their eyes met for just a moment, and his gaze flicked. Yes, he could quite clearly see Miss Murrow's panties, a delicate bit of white lace barely covering. When his eyes looked back, he didn't see her looking away, but instead locking eyes.

Ah, yes, she'd missed that major essay because of some... incident, yes? Not excused by the school. She'd fail without it. He smiled approval, nodding to her. When she came up to turn in her quiz, he looked her dead in the eyes. She'd be the one to ask to meet in private in his office, and he intended to make her work that cute little ass off for her grade... and then some.​

 

[the.amorous.bunny]

Another orgasm ripped through Chloe, her body convulsing around the absolutely massive black cock that resized her pussy with every thrust. Wet, squelching noises spoke to her arousal, with little splashes of her feminine cum splattering the hips of her partner in this debaucherous program. The coed's back arched, hips rolling upward, her pussy grasping and milking the cock all the while. Quivering walls milked the cock, desperate for him to seed, to do the task at hand. That thick head hammered against her insides, as if knocking directly upon her womb. Already Chloe could feel the spurts of cum, her partner unable to hold as her sex worked him. The molten hot seed splattered her insides, making her whimper, increasing the pleasure and the depth of it.

That large black man above her, so bulky, so ignored by Chloe prior to the program, huffed as he worked his cock against her. The quivering, orgasming pussy made it all the easier for him to slide inside. His thick hands grabbed Chloe by the pretty neck. One tilted her head upward so he could lock lips in what could technically be called a kiss. His thick tongue pushed aside the last bits of protest while his greedy mouth sucked her arousal as if he could devour it. His hips jerked, and he smiled down at her.

Chloe could feel him hammering, picking it up. She shrieked as another orgasm spiked her. Leg curled about, heels digging into his fat ass as he plowed her relentlessly. Her blue eyes rolled, awash in pleasure, losing herself to the madness. Several heavy, deep thrusts rocked her body, then she felt his cock twitch, felt it explode, felt him implant her first black child so very, very deep inside her womb.​

 

[the.amorous.bunny]

"Make sure you look to the camera; they want to see your pretty face," the handsome man all but purred, looking down at the panting teen beneath him. Pretty little Elisa's legs had spread, the strain of them likely the main reason for the slight tremble. There was little hiding the look in those pretty eyes of hers though, the realization of just how much she was enjoying this, of her knowing what was to come. That pretty little pussy of hers, untouched save for his own earlier working, glistened and seemed to almost visibly throb.


Probably helped that he'd aimed his cock directly at her. The massive shaft definitely throbbed, another bit of hot precum drizzling off, smearing against the girl's needy sex. His hand around the base guided it, used it as a lewd paintbrush, smearing Elisa's own arousal up and down, wetting his shaft and the entirety of her girlish little pussy. He shifted his position again, the great domed head, the weight of him, directed at her, a weapon designed to end her attempts at holding onto her virginity. As he looked up, he saw her eyes looking down, making him smile, his hips rolling, teasing her.


Yet he still knew his job. One thick hand went to her face, cupping it. He tilted Elisa back until those pretty eyes of hers were staring right into the camera. He held her there, while his hips began moving. His cock slipped on her tight snatch, slipping over her taut, quivering belly, smearing more arousal along her. He rolled again, rocking, sliding up and down her length to get ready. His other hand steadied, aimed, and his hips rolled, pushing forward. He finally felt her tight lips give, her sex parting before him, oh so eager despite the tightness within. Eyes went wide, mouth dropped as she looked into the camera, her reaction to her first big, black cock caught on film for oh so many to see and enjoy.


And his hips rolled even more.
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[the.amorous.bunny]

Lily couldn't believe she was doing this. She bit her lip, the plump red twisting between her almost perfect teeth. The camera focused on her, its greedy eye demanding perfection, perfection that Lily was so used to giving. She just had to think of this as another shoot, really. Just another little challenge that they'd thrown at her. It wasn't even a real person, just what Lily sincerely hoped wasn't a lifelike phallus. Yet the massive, jet black tool pointed directly at her sex, the crotchless lacey white panties doing absolutely nothing to hide her so recently shaven sex. The lithe blonde shivered at the sensations, giving her lips another quick look.

Those pretty blue eyes looked at the camera, remembering the challenge. She was to maintain poise and answer questions... while riding the toy below. She gave a quick nod, shifting her hips again. With more will than she'd even thought she had, Lily began sinking lower. Ruby red lips parted in shock as her lower lips kissed to thick head. Those pretty blue eyes widened almost obscenely, locking onto the lens, just remembering. She swallowed hard, forcing a coy smile, "I'm Lily Soubry," she breathed, keeping her tone light and flirty even as her thighs quivered, her body sinking. The thick head parted her lips, and she bit back a moan, keeping her attention locked, "I'm twenty two years old," she breathed, hearing the hitch in her voice. With more shivers, Lily sank more, having to stop, feeling the obscene toy stretching her tight sex.

Of course it would: it was obscenely large and Lily had the build of a fucking model. She rolled her hips a little, forcing that coy smile at the camera. "And I'm going to be the next---" she paused, a gasp leaving her lips as the toy slid a few more inches into her tight sex, stretching walls. She felt the intense pressure of it shooting up to her core. The blonde fought the urge to bite her lip, instead taking a few deep breaths, her already alight eyes locking onto the lens: "I'm going to be the next Queen of Spades," she promised, hips lowering, feeling the toy stirring her insides, sliding into her slick sex, already stretching her out. A hand dropped, and she couldn't quite suppress a moan as she felt below:

She's barely gotten a third of it in...​

 

[the.amorous.bunny]

He almost couldn't believe his eyes. His hand moved, touching the soft flesh beneath him, feeling the bared skin he'd longed for, lusted after for oh so long. God, how many times had he fapped himself nearly raw, thinking of her hot little ass in those tight skirts of hers? How often had he snuck away during work to rub out a quick one? How many times had he "accidentally" brushed against her, before that one touch that had made her enter that stupid fucking complaint. Ain't nobody complaining now.

No, he had Evie St. Cloud right where he fucking wanted. The gorgeous blonde was laying before him, his mass hovering over hers. He smiled a cruel smile, licking his lips as his hand moved to her delicate, sky blue pantie. She'd probably squirm, but he gave a tug anyway. "Raise that cute ass of yours," he ordered, his voice gruff, watching the perfectly put together executive flinch. He gave a tug and the pantie gave way regardless, as he yanked it all the way down. Instead of removing it, he left it dangling around an ankle, a trophy.

Speaking of: his hand moved to her sex, noting the wet already there. For her stupid ass husband? Or for what he'd done to her? Fuck if he cared. He rubbed it all the same, knowing full well whose pussy this was. His other hand went to work out his absolute monster of a cock, the pussy destroyer as fat as a Coke can and aimed directly at her sex. "You're gonna look hot as hell with a black baby in ya,' he told her, knowing what was to come. All those treatments she took would work wonders. Chuckling, he angled his massive cock at her sex, feeling her heat. "Any last words?" he asked, remembering to reach for the phone, pointing it at that gorgeous face. "Before I fuck a baby into you?" he'd wait a beat, let her get started at least, but his hips would thrust forward, oh so eager to sheath into her, though he knew it would take a bit.

Bitch hadn't had black meat before; she'd be tight as hell... for at least the next fifteen minutes.​

 

[the.amorous.bunny]

Chloe felt another shiver roll through her body. Her skewered sex rippled about the thick cock plunged so deep within her. Despite herself, she felt a hand go to her lower belly. It just felt so swollen, surely bulging from the cock ramming so deep inside her. Her fingers teased her flesh, swearing she could feel the thick head of her teacher sheathed inside her. Those pretty blue eyes of hers closed as she let the sensation of it roll over her. Her hips ground slightly, swaying, feeling more inches of black meat sinking into her oh so needy sex. Her body, increasingly used to him, squeezed and milked the man beneath her.

Yet she still couldn't believe this. That she was here, dressed in this erotic parody of her old schoolgirl uniforms, her pussy stretched around the cock of her most pervy teacher. Yet as Chloe opened her eyes, she met his lustful gaze, feeling another shiver. Her hands went to his neck, half bracing, half submitting, while she rolled her hips, a whine leaving her now. "Fuck my pussy," she whimpered, knowing what he wanted to here. Her own voice, twisted, saying such filthy things made her shiver again, a gasp leaving as another inch of black meat sank between her trembling legs.

"I want that A so bad, professor,' she almost purred, not sure where the words were coming from. Maybe all those porn videos he'd sent to help her with her "extra' education. Chloe rolled her hips, almost pouting. "Please professor, take that A out of my tight little pussy," she gasped, breathing another shuddering breath as she sank lower. She should stop, dismount, run for it. Instead she felt her body trembling, the too short skirt rippling around her tight ass, her stocking clad legs draped to either side of him. Chloe Murrow, good girl and student, sank another inch onto her teacher's dick, whimpering and whining.

Fuck, she didn't care about the grade: she'd do it just to feel that big, black cock inside her now...​

 

[the.amorous.bunny]

"Fuck," he breathed, feeling her tight pussy clamping down on him. He'd barely managed to get a few inches of cock in with that first thrust, most of his big, black dick sticking out the other end. He could see that cute little pale ass just above him, her thong yanked to the side to let him inside her. Could see that sexy green dress she'd walked in wearing hiked well above her hips. Most of her lower half lay exposed, the flashing lights of the club showing the pale skin beneath. Her quivering thighs had spread, trying to keep her up as he ground down at her core.

"You're fucking tight," he said, giving that ass a slap. He leaned forward, almost growling the words into her ear, pulling that black hair back so he could get better access: "Thought you said you weren't a virgin?" he thrust hard against her, not caring if she properly braced against the wall or not. Fuck, he didn't even know the bitch's full name. Samantha? Sophie? Oh, right, Sarah. Some Asian, half-Asian piece of ass come strolling into the Zebra Club, wearing a cock teasing dress and flirting. Girl was too used to meek little boys.

His hands fell to her hips, adjusting her stance. "You best brace yourself," he told her, hips sliding back, "because I'm about to fuck you silly," he pulled with his hands, ramming forward with his hips. He still wouldn't get his full length in her; would take a while, might not even happen in this first encounter. But she'd take several fucking inches at once. Stretch that tight little pussy taut around his dick, make her really feel that shit, make her realize just what she was doing and what she'd been missing.

Make a Queen out of her yet.​

 

[the.amorous.bunny]

Elisa still couldn't believe she was doing this, but she'd agreed. She'd taken the money and signed on for the program and all it entailed, even marked down that she'd have at least three kids, if not more. The shy teen fought the urge to cry as she looked up at the impressive black man before her. Not even her boyfriend had seen her naked before today. But now she was laying on the special "breeding bed," her insides aching and trembling after all the teasing he'd done, getting her so close to that release. Elisa knew she was almost relying on the whole agreement thing as an excuse: she wanted him to fuck her.

So when he'd grabbed her heels, rolling her flexible body back, the teen nearly whimpered. Her ankles were nearly to her head, her cute little ass rising above the bed. Her green eyes nearly crossed as she looked down at the absolutely massive pillar of rock hard flesh teasing her sex. Her tight lips parted, kissing it, her arousal leaving a shimmering coat over the hard cock. She felt it pulse against her, as if pumping itself to get ready. A hot drizzle of cum seeped out the head, drooling down onto his cock; she felt him working it against her. Elisa whimpered, body rolling even in the strange position, abdomen flexing.

Right, the words: "I'm---I'm Elisa Soubry, and I con--consent to being br--eeeaahh," the last turned into a near cry as his hips moved forward, walls parting. Elisa felt the sudden burst within her, a dam she'd only barely been aware she'd been holding back. With just that head breaking into virgin territory, just her lips starting to part, she came. Her insides jolted, gripping onto the cock, trying to pull it in, aiding his thrust forward as he sank into her. Elisa felt her insides quivering and shivering, her body thrashing, his hands pinning her down as the biggest orgasm of her life ripped through her.

"Oh, oh!" she cried as more cock sank within. He wouldn't get it all: she was too tight, with the virginity and her fit body, but inches would spear against her, ending her innocence on the tip of the black spear... and all through it Elisa hungered for more.​

 

[the.amorous.bunny]

The pleasure shuddered through him in a few more bursts. He felt his cock jolt; the main orgasm, that massive burst, had already flooded her churning pussy. But little aftershocks, brought on by her still quivering sex and his unquenchable lust, rolled through him. His cock spat a few little spurts of seed into the gooey, frothy mess Evie St. Cloud's pussy had become. He felt the warmth seeping around him, his cock plugging her previously tight hole. That tight little pussy still stretched tight over his cock, contouring perfectly. The gorgeous business executive herself whimpered beneath him.
"You're going to score quite high on your performance review, Mrs. St. Cloud," he said, chuckling. He drew out slowly, loving the sensation of her body still clinging to him. His hips moved straight back, wanting to watch as inch upon inch of solid black left the tight little pussy. Another little chuckle rose as he almost popped free, the liquid proof of their fucking, of Evie's first BBC drooling out of her still quivering sex. "Can't have that," he told her, reaching down, scooping the mixture up and pushing it back into her sex. His thick fingers easily parted her now, shoving into her body without a care, pausing only to gather more and more seed up before he pushed it further inside.

Smiling, he gave that nearly perfect ass another few slaps, rubbing it a bit. "My morale sure is high now!" he gave Evie's heart shaped ass a few more pats, before stepping back and giving it a hearty slap. "Now, why don't you shimmy into that thong," he nodded to the garment she'd so shamefully worn, still slightly askew from his early work, "and my shirt over there," he gestured, before patting her ass. "Since yours is all wrecked and all," another nod and reassuring slap. "Get those heels on and get your pretty ass out of here. You said your husband was waiting, right? Now you can tell him all about your job well done!"​

 

[the.amorous.bunny]

The director had said something; Sarah knew that much. She could barely hear anything over the sound of her costar forcing more and more of his thick cock inside her. He really seemed determined to bottom out in her like he'd promised, and with each thrust, Sarah swore he stretched her pussy out just a bit more. Already she'd cum once, her insides quivering, her arousal spurting back onto her costar. They'd said there was something for that... a penalty? Or was it extra money? Thinking while a black cock rearranged your insides was fucking hard.

Another groan left the pretty half-Asian. She felt her abdomen ripple the pleasure taking control, making everything reverberate around the cock shoved so deep into her. She felt it spasm a few times, little bursts of cum hitting her. He'd promised to pull out, right? She couldn't afford to take him in her for all kinds of reasons. Sarah let out a series of low moans, each one punctuated by another thrust from behind. That cock kept pushing so deep in her, hitting spots that Sarah hadn't even thought of. Her sex kept spasming, new sensations rocketing through her, overrunning everything else.

"Oh, yes, yes!" she screamed, partially to announce the impending orgasm, partly to just fucking agree to whatever they said. She felt the man behind her shift, and her hips rocked back. The director smiled, nodding permission to Sarah's costar.

"You heard her: she wants that juicy creampie!"

Sarah's mouth opened to protest, but instead she found herself letting out a sharp cry as the orgasm hit her harder than ever, leaving her utterly defenseless to the thrusting cock and the man who expertly wielded it.​

 

[the.amorous.bunny]

"Shhh," he whispered, hands massaging the trembling thighs he'd prized open. A nearly perfect leg had hooked over either shoulder, as he'd manipulated Elisa into just the perfect position. The hands moved up, teasing the teenager's still bared abdomen. To think, the silly little blonde had approached him about wanting to do these flirty little shoots. Stupid ass boyfriend really would never get his hands on that hot little body, not if he had anything to say about it.

Already he had Elisa right where he wanted. As her request, he hadn't removed her skirt and ignored her bra, leaving her only partially undressed. He fully intended to use that to his advantage, his head lowering. Lips pressed against her thighs, working steadily upward. A finger shifted, peeling the matching pantie away just enough to get a view of the tight little sex beneath. He spent a few moments admiring, before bending down to it. His mouth surrounded her: no more gentle teasing, no more playing around. He'd ignore her protests and cries, instead moving to lewdly suck, tasting her arousal. "Have to get you ready," he broke to tell her, before his lips descended again.

He sucked and kissed and almost just slobbered over her sex for a few moments, almost attacking. His body shifted, lifting her pert ass a little off the bed, working to unbalance her. His other hand moved up, helping to spread snug lips to gain better access. He wanted, needed, to find that cute little clitty of hers. girl like Elisa probably hadn't even found it herself, and he knew he'd have one hell of an advantage if he did. His tongue lathered her sex, just teasing inside, parting a bit, working all around her. Fingers searched, teasing folds, knowing where to look for the little pleasure nub. Eventually they'd find it, parting her hood just enough to gain access.

"Make sure you're looking at the camera," he reminded her. "Boyfriend's got to see you enjoying yourself," and with that, his lips closed about her little clit, beginning to suck.​

 

[the.amorous.bunny]

Despite herself, the man scared Kayla. Her situation didn't help, essentially naked, and in the back of a club she didn't know and couldn't find her way out of. The blonde gripped the pole in front of her as if it were a life ring, fighting the urge to whimper as she felt something thick teasing her from behind. Kayla didn't know if she really wanted to look back to see him or not. She could definitely feel him, and was already doing mental comparisons between what he had and what her boyfriend had. That seemed grossly unfair, as this guy seemed almost unnatural. The blonde shivered as she felt him rubbing the thick head of his cock along her.

When a hand teased her sex Kayla gasped, arching up on her toes, quivering a little. She felt him working and knew her body reacted. of course it did: something inside her had been loving this since he'd all but cornered her on the street. Maybe it was the whole taboo of having sex for money... but she was pretty sure it was him, and what he was. Kayla shivered again, feeling more of her arousal seeping out as he teased her tight little pussy. Whimpers came out as she danced in place, overwhelmed by the sensation, trying to convince herself that she didn't want it, that her body wasn't already burning, all but begging for him to do the job properly.

Those hands came up, the order came, and Kayla opened her mouth. She felt the fingers slide in, tasted the sweet and salty tang on her lips. She pursed her lips, dutifully sucking, eyes opening to look up at him. The lewd slurps and inhales sounded oh so loud to her, and she knew she was tasting her own arousal. It only fueled that forbidden fire within, made her head bob, almost too eager to please. As he pulled away, teasing that they hadn't paid for that, she whimpered; "It's... it's extra," she said, spreading her legs a little, looking down then up at him, "and you paid to play with my---my pussy anyway, right?" Kayla bit her lip, fighting the flush, but wanting more and more of the sinful delights his hands and lips had been offering... and possibly more than that.​

 

[the.amorous.bunny]

This, this was why he loved his job so much. His hands worked at the hot pinked haired girl's sex, rubbing the thin material against her. He kept his fingers moving, drawing those sweet noises out of her, plucking Skye like the sexual instrument she was quickly becoming. his fingers danced artfully around, teasing that little sensitive bit. Bitch probably didn't even find her clitty half the time herself: these uppity white girls never did. Their boyfriends sure as hell didn't. That's part of why he'd spent extra time studying anatomy. So when a cocky little snowbunny-to-be like Miss Sharpe here walked in he could do this.

His fingers rolled the little pleasure button, dragging the fabric across and around as he teased it. He slid his hand downward and rubbed between her legs too, pressing up and hard against her. No playing here. no teasing touches or reverent kisses. He worked and pulled at Skye's body, his intent obvious with every gesture. He never directly sank a digit into her sweet sex. No, he pulled the fabric upward, letting it slide. His fingers ran along the sides, guiding, directing. He'd roll her clit around in its fabric prison, using thumb and forefinger to expertly tease and work it. Then he'd pull sharply at it, yanking upward only to almost gently let his fingers go along behind.

Nothing removed, just as promised."Almost forgot," he said, bringing a hand up. If Skye's clit had been quickly found and teased, her nipples were all the more so. They couldn't hide as well as that little pleasure button. He could be a bit rougher there too: pinching them between fingers, rubbing, again using fabric to add to the sensations. he gave a little hard pinch to the left one, pulling, as he leaned over. "You're going to cum into this sexy little number you stole," he told her, his voice commanding, broking no argument. One hand pinched and rolled above, another slid and stroked below. "You're going to cum very hard, maybe a few times," he promised, rubbing faster and faster now. "Then you'll figure out a way to pay me back for my generous services here, and for the clothes you stole," with that one, he gave a sharp yank, before finally pushing in with a finger, just sinking nearly to the first knuckle, stretching fabric around it and listening for Skye's sweet little songs.​