Fx Male Thanksgiving festivities with my Black In Laws

paleGinger

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Rather than doing a 'Bump' which I find dull, I tend to pose a new idea, so the 1st post is probably far less relevant than my last message on this thread. Anything is fair game but you WILL need to give me context if you just respond to me expect me to know what scene you're responding to.


Looking for a raunchy affair on the ship, I love public display, exhibitionism, breeding and BBC and interracial are a huge kink for me. I love age gaps, groups sex, rough sex, name calling, a bit of body shaming (aka fuck piggy, love your fat ass etc...i'm curvy horny slutty but would never be able to claim to be a size 6. I'm also not BBW ). Oooh, I also enjoyed being NFCM (not sure that's the acronym) but being a naked little slut in areas where it's questionable at best before I turned into a deranged little whore for all to see.

Title: Hot Wife, Cruise, cheating, BBC, betrayal, group and all the fun naughty sins

5 years ago, In Jamaica!

"Come on honey, when will we ever have this opportunity again?" I say wearing a skimpy little bikini, my ass split in half by a string. I'm wearing a cute little white top with my large nipples poking through. We're on our honey moon though as always I'm a bit more adventurous. It's been 24 hours since I've been married and seeing all the various hints about the nude beach on the island has gotten me pretty darn curious.

"I dunno honey, I'm not sure i'm comfortable enough to be naked around strangers!"

"Oh come on you're hot as hell. I married you after all!" I say trying to stroke his ego a bit but he declines.

Jamal steps up who has been flirting with me since I've gotten here. "You know if you like I can show you the beach, it's a pretty common destination for a lot of tourists. Not nearly as fun as you might thinking though it depends on the company" He says and winks at me. "Do you mind babe?" I say as he shrugs... it's just Jamal after all, he's someone he hired he trusts he wouldn't do anything to put his employment in jeopardy.

I head out with Jamal as we get out of sight, "this is my friend Tyrone" he's going to be joining us. He drives while I explain things.

He pulls me close in a tiny seat. His hand snug around me, his powerful arms around me. "Let me show you a side of Jamaica only a local can..." he says as he leans in and kisses me square on the lips. His kiss is rough and demanding and I find my lips opening accepting his advances despite myself. "Mmmm, that.... was not what I had in mind" I manage as he pulls off my top before I finish my objection tossing it in the backseat as I'm flashing every person that stops at a red light.

By the time we get to the beach i'm already panting in heat. His fingers have already been inside me and my bikini bottoms are barely dangling off my little toe. I'm pulled out the car naked as Jamal proceeds to half make out with me and half undress me. Trying to voice another objection though when I look Tyrone is already stripped naked with a monster black cock.....fuck. Local flavor is amazing.

I'm led to the actual beach a local favorite of all the 'hotwives'. I moan lewdly watching all the white sluts being fucked. Tyrone taking that as an invitation to blacken my white little pussy. 24 hours into my marriage. Spit roasted by two black cock. My mouth, my ass, my pussy filled to the brim as the two young men who will be helping me enjoy my time on our holiday fucking the shit out of me. Let's just say this wasn't the first or last time I fucked these men. It was also not the first or last time I had taken BBC.

Present Day:

I've been with Jason for 5 years and our marriage has seen it's ups and downs over the years. He's sweet, kind, makes a good living and a good provider. Life unfortunately isn't that simple, and the recent news that we can't have kids due to some medical issue he may have has left us on murkier waters. We decided to have re-kindle our love which has always been strong and renew our vows. After some back and forth and talking with some good friends of ours we decided to go on a cruise with our loved ones and renew our vows on the ship.

I've always had a bit of an exhibitionist streak in me. I really enjoy men's attention and being desired, wanted, needed. Even if I don't follow through because I'm married I loved the unwanted attention of men and women.

I'm wearing a cute little tiny blue bikini top that barely contains my 34Ds, a short little tiny miniskirt barely covering my ass with a just completely indecent string bikini bottom under it. Most of my packing was done with Jason (hubby) in mind which has changed naturally as plans took shape. So now I have my sluttiest outfits to wear around some of our friends and family and other potential mates I really shouldn't be enticing more than I am.

Characters:

Jamal: is a hot young black young man who used to be an intern working under Jason while in college. Once he joined the company after graduating he got promoted past Jason and is now his direct supervisor. He's athletic, outgoing, energetic. He seems to not care too much about work, but even so he seems to fail upward while Jason is putting countless hours to stay stagnant.

Marcus: is a powerful presence as soon as he enters any room. I've met him more than a few times over the years and we have a quasi flirty vibe going on. He's married as well and everyone just dismisses our banter as just that. He has a powerful frame, a few graying hairs in his late 40s early 50s. I'm friends with his wife and met his son who seems to have an eye for my tits as much as his father.

Bill: is my father in law. He seems nice from all appearances until he opens his mouth and his personality seeps through. He's a former police officer and has kept the build, and scars from his old life. Hell he's crazy hot for a guy as old as he is. The only problem is since he quit his job, went through a divorce everything coming from his mouth has little to no filter. Most of the time he's either drunk, high, and making a scene particularly when there's a hot girl near by.

He never really seemed to have liked me, does drop a bit of uncalled for name calling here there. aka. your fat ass looking great in those shorts, girl! He seems to constantly objectify me especially and every woman within ear shot. He seems to think a woman's place is on her knees or in the kitchen and somehow hasn't gotten the woke update. I object to his behavior most of the time though the fact that he's as attractive as he is has also made it that I enjoyed his attention at times. Unlike his son who is all over the place he seems to grab what he wants and at least try to claim it, even if he thinks i'm a two bit slut... doesn't seem to keep him from wanting to shove his cock between my legs given the chance.

Tyron: My ex-lover and boyfriend. Now he's married and runs into me while I'm dressed like a bonified slut. He stands at 6'7" a black bull in his early 30s. He was my first "Daddy", introduced me to BDSM, floggers, nipple clamps, toys, and so much more. He packs the biggest cock I have ever seen. Sure he seems tame now, and we talk about the past and omit of course that our entire relationship I spent on my knees, back and bruises on my ass that took FOREVER to heal! Want to step into his shoes and see what dark fucked up debauchery we can get to?

---a bit darker here

Tom: is my best friend's husband. She's been in an abusive relationship for a while. I'm really not a fan though I DO know he's package one enormous package. He demeans women, he's a misogynist in every way and I can't fucking stand him. The problem is everything that I find objectionable in him as a person is also everything I find incredibly hot in the bedroom. The fact that my best friend loves him is actually that much more of a turn on if he was to fuck me. He shouldn't be smacking my friend around, but if I'm on my knees god I hope I get a my hair pulled, smacked around a bit and called a whore. He should respect my friend and spit in my face....I want to see the mutual hate in our eyes as we fuck. (Tom can be black or white I find both equally attractive)

Caleb: This is a mixture of chat/roleplay and CNC. Just message me if you're interested in this but this is getting much darker.



Other Suggestions:

Standing at 5'2" with a curvy 34D I am a petite little bombshell if you've ever seen one. I'm a bit less of a party girl now, settled down and married. Though I've always had a bit of a nympho streak that I always find difficult to keep in check. Though my tits do draw attention my round bubble white ass is what what seems to get guys going. The tiny little string, I like to call underwear I usually wear around or at the beach certainly raises the temperature.

Jason just dropped me off at my dentist before heading off to work.

"Hello, I'm here for a cleaning" I say smiling at the receptionist checking into my appointment. I'm wearing a cute little cream color blouse that's sheer enough to show off my racy black Victoria Secret lacy black bra with plenty of cleavage. A tiny little thong adorning my bubble ass with a short little skirt and a pair of creamy sheer stockings.

The doctor smiles as he looks at me already settled in the hair. My little skirt riding up my body showing off the top of my stockings. He sets his hand gently on my hand. "Don't worry Mrs. Smith. It's just a cleaning no need to fret." I nod and smile though I'm a big baby when it comes to this. I feel his hand lightly touching my thigh. A gesture that is both reassuring and... enticing. I feel my cheeks blush a bit as I bend my knees up a bit letting my skirt exposing the lacy black thong I have on. "It's just me and you dear, no assistant so you can feel at ease" He says having gotten a great look at my lacy little thong, he goes to work doing what he does best. His erection obvious sending off to a dreaming state of things to follow. He's soooo good at what he does, and it has nothing to do with his dentistry.

As he puts the last of his tools away. "You were a very good girl Mrs. Smith. Your husband is a lucky man..." he says fingers slowly trailing my thighs sliding between my legs and teasing me gently. We should talk a bit about your payment. You're a bit overdue. He pulls my thong off as an audible pop can be heard as the silk cloth is parted from my wet little pussy. I groan softly as he opens up my legs. "Well, I do hate to be truant. Let's take of that Sir" I say blushing revealing my a but unkept bush. I really wish I had the time to have had my Brazilian taken care of, but It doesn't seem my doctor minds, as I let out a soft needy moan while two thick fingers slide inside me, my hips bucking as we start the "payment" that'll take the next hour or two.

I groan as I slip into the bathroom pulling a spare undies as the doctor has decided to claim my panties as interest on my truant payments.

I had taken longer than I had anticipated at the doctors. I'm right in the middle of rush hour with the metro ride much busier than I had intended. I groan as I get toss around by the crowd. I blush feeling a large erection pressing up against my ass. Oh gods, do I really have to deal with this? this is so cheesy. I feel the rough hands on hips as his cock pushes up against me. The thick rough bulge pressing up against me. I squirm an objections about being married. It can barely be heard by anyone else, but the assailant simply smiles behind me. "That's nice sweetie" his hand pulling my skirt up as I'm pressed up against the glass. I look to the rather large young black man whose bulge is pressing into my ass. "What is with white women and big asses? Mmmm, you feel that baby? That's all your fault!" He says as his hand reaches down tugging at my thong sliding down by my ankles.

I groan bitting my now quivering lip feeling a large bare cock pressing up against my ass. You'd think my recent orgasms with my dentist was enough...his fingers teasing my clit. "How about we get off at the next stop and I can help you get off you little slut" I groan getting nice and wet already. His terribly joke more than excused with the monster poking me. "Mmmm,"

I finally get to my appointment to get my Brazilian wax. I'm sitting there with my legs open pussy bare as the nice little Vietnamese lady is doing what she does best. I'm a bit taken back when her husband walks in. She dismisses my concerns though the longer they talk as I lay there legs open I can't help but feel his eyes on me. His cock getting harder and harder next to me. Then as she heads out of the office, his hand slips between my legs admiring my pristine little pussy. "She does good work no?" He asks as I wimper a yes. "Come pay later. Your billing needs an update, yes?" He says his finger twisting around my little tight pussy pulling it out and tasting my juices just as his wife comes back into view. I nod a yes as his wife continues her work.

"Hey baby, I'm just getting at your Dad's now" I say just having gotten off of work, having finished fucking my boss and the intern I was done with my work activities. A girl does need to ensure her promotion after all. Marcus, my father in law, was never a really big fan of me. He probably could read me better than Jason ever could. He was the first man that fucked me after I got engaged to Jason. We ended up setting up open marriage of sort. Well, it's an open marriage where Marcus expects to fuck me and jason is an oblivious cuck. His wife though seems aware of what a slut I am and doesn't mind.

I take off my shoes, skirt, stockings, removing my bra leaving just my red thong on. Daddy's favorite as I walk into the house after putting on my slippers. "Hi Daddy" I say as the game is one. I never wear much of anything around the house. I know Marcus would be happy with me if I did.

"Hey you little whore, Daddy's missed you" I groan as he grabs a handful of my ass pulling me in. "These are my friends..." he says introducing me as his daughter in law to a group of various black men of various ages.

I take the time to bake the snacks and check on the boys making sure they have the drinks and food they need. I eventually drop down to sit on Daddy's lap once all his friends having raging erections. His hand teasing my large tits, twisting my nipple. "Mmmm, we're going to have fun tonight. I might even share you if you're real good" I lean back as I kiss Daddy hotly, as his free hand glides between my legs. You're my favorite little white whore. I'm glad I let you marry my worthless son, you're sooo worth it!

I moan loudly into the kiss, my pink waxed little pussy on display. Gods yes Daddy!

That was how my week started. Monday is a slow day but hopefully the rest of my week will pickup? <3 <3 xoxo
 
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This scene is loosely inspired and requires some type of celebrity though I'm very open on who plays this. Initially I was thinking of a younger version of Jenny McCarthy or Alexandra Daddario. I've taken many creative liberties with their actually life stories and simply used them a curvy models that fits my interests.

I'm going to use Jenny just so I don't have to say <Celeb name here> throughout this post.

Jenny had an interesting upbringing. She grew up in a pretty raunchy part of Chicago and though it's supposed to be a large city her neighborhood felt more like a small little town. Lack of connectivity to public transport and everyone knew everyone. Everyone explored everyone's business whether they needed to do so or not.

Jenny's Dad was a bit heavy handed, ending up with more than a few black eyes over the years. After a while she ended up living with one of her good friends and her parents. It wasn't an official adoption but with her mother doing drugs and her father being an abusive fuck really nobody wanted to look at it too closely. Her father certainly didn't care much about it, so that's how Jenny ended up partially being raised by Marcus.

As soon as Jenny turned 18 she left town, bid everyone goodbye and thanks everyone especially her new "Father" as she called him, as opposed to her fuck face of a Dad for everything he did and hit the road. jenny had a beautiful voice, was smocking hot at 18 and would only get hotter as she got older. She had a love of the theater and wanted to be an actress. Jenny kept in touch for a while with Marcus and her adopted family but after a while it got quieter. Jenny had a brief success but soon it somewhat spiraled down. Limited offers, went from terrible roles, to posing for playboy with her perfect natural 34DDs getting her all kinds of attention. Sure there weren't any acting roles but soft core. It's a stepping stone she told herself. Just temporary.

Marcus of course has seen all those gorgeous photos! Particularly after his divorce, he has kept a close eye on his adopted daughters accomplishments! She was curvy when she was younger ... now? Good god she's a walking boner. Her smile, her sweet mix of lust and innocence was intoxicating. Just imagining his thick throbbing black cock wrapped around his sweet Jennifer's lips has been a dream ever since he saw her first playboy spread.

A few months later, out of other opportunity Jennifer gets a job doing hard core porn. There's been multiple videos of her being fucked, used, both men and women. Your favorite scenes was the titled called "Jennifer Raw and Uncut, failed actress to cock crazed whore!"

Marcus purchased the titled as soon as it came out. The Ultra HD blue ray is permanently in his video tape. Watching his sweet angel beg as man after man unloads his load into her little pussy. Fuckkkkkk she put all of his fantasies to shame! This sooo much hotter than anything he imagined.

A few months later you get a call from Jen. She's in town and needs a place to stay. Hoping she can still be a house guest.

  • Choose your adventure:
  1. Jen shows up knocked up with a little belly easily 3-4 months along. You probably watched the child's inception on screen. She probably doesn't even know who the father is. Her long blond hair is cut short, black hair, her natural already large breasts are even larger, as she's obviously lactating a bit.
  2. It's been about a year since you last saw me on screen. I show up with a young child that's about 3-4 months old. My tits are easily 34E maybe 34Gs. I put on a bit of baby weight but with the new curves it just makes your cock twitch.
At this point it's an exploration of the poor young, broken fuck doll that comes on your door step wearing a tiny little leather miniskirt barely covering her ass, a quasi sheer tank top with my large breasts lactating. I'd love to explore the dirtiest things my "Daddy" can do while taking advantage of me when I have absolutely nothing and Daddy is the only man who can help me, If only I could put my best skills to good use!
 
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anything close can still be played but give me more context, it's likely been a while.
I've been married for about 5 years now and dated my hubby for another 5. Over the years since I've met him my body has gone through some changes. I'm 5'3", so by any stretch of the imagination I am quiet petite, my breasts though always large, have gone up to a solid 36E. I got a bubbly round ass and my asian husband who appreciates white women has started to lose interest in my figure. I've always been a bit more promiscuous than he would have liked. I never cheated of course but my outfits, attires, being the center of attention was a dire conflict with his more reserved asian upbringing. Being a tiny little curvy ginger I got plenty of attention but as I got older, and a bit more thick my husband's interest in me diminished and I found other men developing quiet an interest in me. For whatever reason I found my attraction lining up quiet a bit with the type of men that seemed to have an interest in me.

One 'type' that always seems to be hot for me were the somewhat typical misogynist rednecks. The guys who had beer bellies, didn't give two shits about what came out of their mouths while being crude and rude. They are epidemic of everything I despite is a man, what of late I find turns me on and unfortunately also describe my husband's step dad who he can't stand. If there ever was an affair that I would be sure would destroy my husband is to sleep with Tom Kenji's father. He's constantly looking and I find myself wearing shorter and more low cut tops as I can't help but steal glances at his growing bulge. Sure he's married, so am I and we'd never do anything, but honestly I'm not even sure if Tom cares that he's married or that I care that it won't stop him.

The other 'type' which is a mix of two types truth be told, but it's black men in general. Maybe it's the fact that I am in an interracial marriage with an asian man, or the proliferation of porn on the internet for BBC or the way both older and younger men look at me with hunger in their eyes I just can't get enough of these type of men. The two 'types' are the coming of age young black bulls. They are typically just starting college, coming to terms with their sexuality and finding the slutty girls at school too easy of a mark and the married curvy woman who is little more than ass and tits incredibly enticing. Sure, knowing I love someone else as they spread my legs and spear me.....making me beg and plead to be their little whore is a huge ego boost though I just LOVE seeing their happy faces as my massive tits are shoved in their face, or seeing the largest black cock i've ever seen disappear inside of me as I scream and cum wildly. Jamal in particular who was an intern at my husband's firm and is slated to take over the department once he graduates in particular gets me wet. A 20 some year old internet proving to be superior to my husband in every way but especially the way he makes me scream for more.

The other type are the older black men, the married black men with the black queen raising their children. The perfect woman for them in everyway except for the white whore they crave to fuck. They usually give me a line about their wife not caring about them cheating as long as it's not with a black woman. They know what they value and some dumb white whore isn't going to steal their man away. I'm never sure if it's true or not but I always end up opening my legs up...cumming wildly feeling the raw power of those men. They've climbed to the top despite all obstacles to be the top of the food chain despite having every reason not to succeed here their are the pinacle of glorious manhood and achievement. The CEO of of the firm that Kenji works for. How could I refuse this man who was dealt hand after hand to keep him down but he tore through it all, like he tore through my clothes. slamming into my married cunt and claiming me as his whore. Getting off on how I genuinely love my husband but plead for his touch as he pounds into me again and again fucking me like a good little whore I became.
 
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anything close can still be played but give me more context, it's likely been a while.
Side Note: I can tell i was a bit too excited when writing this. Sorry about the mildly inferior grammar.




It was supposed just a little fun event I volunteered for. Here I am at Jason's work, my husband, and I was supposed to just showcase how easy it is to get a covid shot as part of a campaign to raise awareness. There's been a recent uptick and flu shots awareness. I typically get both of them once a year just be paranoidly safe so I didn't think much of it.

"Sure, I'm happy to be the guinea pig for this" I say as Marcus, Jason's hunky boss asks me if I'd be open to volunteering. Apparently work pays for the shot anyways so why not. I smile at him looking him over once again. No matter how many times I look at Marcus I'm never able to see him in a corporate world. He's a top level exec at a fortune 500. He even made the cover of "The Gentleman" doing an expose on his rise to his position. Honestly, I'm always surprised how much access we have to him. Jason is hardly that far up the food chain but he seems to show up whenever we extend him an invite to a BBQ or such.

I had asked about attire or such and they insisted I could be casual, so I mainly put it out of my mind. The day of the shot, I was utterly frazzled. My car broke down, my alarm didn't go off. Pretty much everything that could go wrong went wrong. I was yearning a pair of daisy duke jeans and a long sleeve top. I apologize to Marcus who dismisses my apologies as he introduces me to a variety of different up and coming black men that were in the office. They seem to have gathered other men of industry and younger interns starting their college internship in this summer.

I smile at the nurse and cameras feeling a bit more self conscious than I had expected. Maybe I should have dressed for the part.

"Okay dear, can you remove your shirt. I need to get to your arm" Oh right, gods I'm an ditz today.

I peel off my long sleep shirt revealing a white undershirt. It's a bit on sheer side though nothing I'm usually shy about it just shows off the cut of my bra usually. Shit..I bite my lower lip. That would be IF I had a bra on. The lights turn on making my top not only mildly sheer but utterly transparent. So here I am in a room full of prominent black men my natural 34Ds utterly bare feeling all eyes on me. I can feel my body flush red as everyone is looking though most are obviously looking at my tits. The younger especially having a much harder time hiding their interests or the large bulges developing.

"Okay dear, this might pinch a bit" she says as she gives me the shot my eyes more focused on Marcus who seems to have a very pleased smile on his face.

The nurse pushes the strap of my top down a bit to get a better clearance, as she does most of my breasts seems exposed. I feel a growing warmth between my legs being the center of all this attention.

"Okay sweetie, you're all set" She says as I take a moment to adjust my top covering my breasts a bit, not that it matters with how sheer it is.

"Thank you Dear, you've been a life saver" I hear Marcus say as he offers me his hand to help me up. "The nurse has some follow up checks she needs to do, but a few of us will chat with you in a bit. We had some questions and maybe proposals.."

A few minutes later

I'm directed to undress for a physical, as I remove the top and my shorts standing in a little tiny thong and a hospital gown that's giving me all kinds of trouble to slip on.

I hear a knock and before I can answer I see Marcus and a few of his colleague all walk into the room. I'm surprised as Marcus seems utterly unfazed by my nudity as he introduces me to the men. I'm topless forced to lean in shaking hands trying to respond. Marcus standing next to me with his arm wrapped around my waist. I'm flushed red in both embarrassment and arousal as he casually fondles my ass. I should say something right? But how am I going to complain now? I'm naked being groped surrounded by all these men.

"Oh, sorry I missed the question"...I say distracted as the men laugh at me. Marcus pulling me up on the exam bed, with his hands wrapped around my blushing, nipples hard as the men seems to be chatting among themselves occasionally asking me questions that make me feel like a dumb blonde unable to keep up with the conversation.

"You've been a very good girl" I hear Marcus say as I shiver, his fingers sliding between my legs finding me soaked. "I bet I know just what to reward you with...." he says as my bubbly white ass presses up against his growing bulge. I gasp moaning lewdly at his touch.

Final Notes: So, I am looking for a strong dominant figure that comes into play and makes me into a little slut. I'm open to potentially doing this as a group, or just being fucked and being an exhibitionist enjoying various level of nudity and exposure while obviously getting more and more turned on as you use that to your advantage. A more private setting of 1-1 is fine and though I introduced Marcus and his peers feel free to suggest others present that could come into play at any point in the little story line I've posted. <3 <3

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I've always loved racial elements in a roleplay, a lot of my profile is more focused on my BBC interest as a white girl I find that to be well, pretty intoxicating. That being said it does limit the dating pool a bit, so I thought why not expand my horizons a bit. Here's a few ideas to choose from and it lets us develop the story a bit further. I do not want to limit anyone on their creativity so if you have something else in mind as far as characters, please don't hesitate to ask. Though that being said... it your idea ignores everything I have written and just does a blind pitch... consider me not interested.

So, here's today's menu!

Talia, Asian American Mix

My name is Talia, I grew up in a small little town in the midwest of the US. I was one of those few girls in the area that wasn't exactly white, but not exactly 'one of those'. I really didn't fit it anywhere and ended up getting bullied growing up that left me with a pretty soft spoken personality. I'm a bit more shy, more reserved. My dad was an aspiring politician in our town, a devout christian and conservative. My mom was a cute little Japanese woman that tried her best to fit into our town. Her asian background provided me with yet another reason to be more reserved. I had a hard time fitting in and didn't really start dating till I was in college when I had a bit of a chance to slowly come out of my shell and explore my own desires. A tiny little doe eyed brunette standing at 5'1", with small but perky 34B with a perfect hour glass figure.

  • Who would you like to play? My former classmates who humiliates me, calling me names, then publicly fucks me in front of all my new friend in the middle of the sorority / frat party.
  • My fiancee's family? father? brother? who degrades and uses me reminding me that i'm just a worthless little whore pretending to be a good girl. Unfit to marry your son.
  • My friend betraying me, taking me a sex dungeon and arranging for me to be used/bred by black men and used as breeding stock?
Amy, Petite little redhead:

My name is Amy, I was a bit more of a black sheep of the family in every way. I was a happy 'surprise' as my parents put it. There's a 10 year difference between me and my youngest brother. So being so much younger than any other siblings I really didn't develop a close relationship with them. They were these almost uncles that were around the house. By the time I was conscious of my own thoughts they went off to college, then military service. My dad was the mayor of our little town when I was younger though I barely remember him as he passed when I was much younger. I grew up mostly ignored by my brothers and with no father figure. I am what you'd call a walking definition of a Daddy's issue type of girl. My family is mostly conservative with Dad having been a republican, my mom shared his values and tried to impart them. My brothers in the army were big trump supporters. Me? I was a little liberal art student.

I went off to college and dated like any girl, I wasn't a prude but I wasn't exactly kinky either. I met my BF, a nice young man who was proper, respectful, caring. He was perfect for me in every way. Sure he was a bit too liberal for my family's taste but they looked past it. Though things seems to have changed a bit since I got back from college and got engaged. I was getting far more interest from the opposite sex than I had before, particularly in my small little town. My freshman 15, have gone to all the right places. Standing at 5'6 with natural fire red hair, my tits have bumped up to a solid 34C, maybe even a D, though was more enticing is tiny waist, and wide hips. My bubbly white ass has enough umph to make most men turn their heads and pay attention. So who should corrupt me?

  • Father Michael who watched me grow up my entire life?
  • My older brother(s) who ignored and bullied me my entire life now craving a piece of me?
  • My brother's platoon visiting him. Those tall, muscular black men looking to taste what a little pawg can do the night before her wedding?
  • Our neighbors? That one 'black' family that every white burbs have that infiltrated our neighborhood and we put up with them since they're the 'nice' ones. Maybe their son just back from college? his father? Entire family?
  • my fiancee's, uncle who he adores and he'd love to share everything he knows about my future husband, especially now that he sees what lovely moans escapes my lips when he teases me.
Jessica, Native American tall brunette

My name is Jessica, I am a tall 5'8" brunette of Choctaw a native American tribe that used to be native to Oklahoma. I'm a mix of French, German and Choctaw but my native American roots are prevalent enough that most men seem to know there is 'something' wrong. I kept on hearing those whispers all the while growing up. "What is she?" ...."She's weird looking isn't she?". I knew that a lot of people felt differently about me, but I cherished those who valued me in their life. My best friend was one of those people and I was so excited to attend her wedding. I was a bit surprised when she asked me if I'd wear a more traditional Choctaw outfit. I wasn't exceedingly curvy, but even so the animal hide brushing up against my sensitive nipples left little to the imagination. My short dress expose my bare thigh to make it easier to ride. The white feather a symbol of purity. My curvy ass attracting the attention of all the men and especially the married ones. Did I have Daddy issues? Of course... I ended relationships because they didn't want one of me. A "tainted" girl like I was. Older married men were my vice. They had everything I aspired to gain in my life and didn't.

  • My best friend's father? Hating my influence on his daughter?
  • My boss finally seeing my true 'colors'.
  • Do you want to punish me Daddy? Life up my skirts and check my wet little pussy?
NOTE: Again, please be creative with the pairings, what I suggested is simply what came to mind as I'm writing this. Also, when responding please tell me which character you are playing and/or choosing for me to play.
 
(I typically write in 1st person but to describe this i'll put on my godly 3rd person narrator hat).

Amy smiles as she looked over the varies photos of her and Rachel through out the years. Bratty little snot ridden kids playing in the dirt at the kindergarten they attended. Their mutual distaste of boys and cooties solidifying their friendship. A variety of photos of Rachel turning into the stunning blonde bombshell she is now capturing their HS years. Their interests started to diverge a bit. Amy focusing on academics, student government, the school's paper. Rachel always the athlete, splitting her time on track, volleyball, cheerleading. That is when she isn't busy being in one scandal after another with her various love interests. She definitely was a boys magnet. Yet still, Amy's room had plenty of photos of the two of them sitting under a tree, Amy with her books next to her and Rachel in her cute little cheer outfit. The latest love interest taking their photos for the week or two that he lasted before Rachel lost interest.

College seems to have solidified the fact that their life choices and interests were heading in completely different directions. Rachel taking 5 years to finish her studies with a cameo appearance in a "Girls Gone Wild" topless and making out with a college professor. Amy sighs remember that ordeal. At some point she genuinely thinks the school just gave her a degree to get her out of their hair and not have to deal with her craziness any longer. Between her likely sleeping with the entire football team, the troubles she cause on greek row with the frats and sororities and multiple dalliances with her professors. Amy was amazed she ever had the time to learn anything there! Yet despite it all, she still had the time to be there for Amy through all those years. Not that she didn't lose a potential love interests or two to Rachel. Then again, if they were interested in Rachel, they likely would be a bad match for Amy. Amy was a cute 5'6", 34B, geeky academic. Amy's redhair did attract a certain nice set of boys with love interests but as most met her BFF, a tiny curvy blonde walking hard on as an ex of her described her. She became the ultimate filter for guys to date and guys to not bother wasting her time on. Rachel was 5'2", 34DDs, her body was chiseled to perfection. Tiny waist, curvy ass and from the last gone wild tape she exposed herself in apparently an amazing fuck. Amy giggles at the memory as she looks at her phone notification of a blonde avatar putting barbie to shame confirming that she's made her flight.

Well, at least there's that. Rachel lived up to the scattered brain, airhead stereotype to a T. A lifetime of ups and downs, she was still Amy's best friend and coming to her wedding as her maid of honor.

A loud squeal of giggles can be heard a few hours later as the Rachel pops in. Wearing a short little skirt barely covering her ass. Tank top not especially slutty but with 34DDs pushing the material to its limits she's anything but fitting in with the rest of the crowd as she wraps her hands tightly around Amy hugging her tightly.

"Oh my god, I'm just so excited to be here! Where's that handsome hubby of yours?" she asks as all male were focused on the petite woman. The little black spade on her low back visible just about the lacy black thong especially catching the interest of Amy's husband's side of the family.

Amy's Father:

Currently divorced and with a reputation of affairs which eventually ended his marriage to Amy's mother. Though he's no stranger to Rachel, his daughter's BFF suddenly looking sinfully delicious. Though starting something on his daughter would be in terrible bad taste that girl just looks like she needs a good fucking all the time.

Marcus, fiancee:

A larger black man standing at 6'1", fit though not athletic. Can usually be seen with spectacles and always perfectly well dressed. He seems to have an academic background which makes him a good fit for Amy but seems to have a glimmer of mischievousness in his eye as he admires the young maid of honor he heard so much about.

Jamal:

Marcus' younger brother, is a bit more rough around the edges, less restrained, more athletic. He looks almost feral locking in on the QoS tattoo and eyeing Rachel as a little lamb having just walked in a wolf's den. His erection twitching in his trousers though a lot less experienced than the other men his vigor would likely make up for it.

Tyrone:

The boy's father. Far more experienced than both of his boys. He's been married and always faithful as far as his wife knew. Though he never considered his dalliances with white woman as affairs. Has gained a bit of a reputation for his more sadistic sexual interests. His still well build despite his age, a few gray hairs adorning his morning shadow. Unlike his son, he doesn't look at Rachel as prey but rather a sure thing. If he wants to pursue this, that girl will have her legs open and begging to be fucked before dinner is served.

A few other potential characters:

  • Amy's little brother and his GF - being a trouble maker fucking her brother and destroying their relationship.
  • The Preacher that will be over seeing the ceremony, married of course
  • Marcus' best friend
  • Potential pairing mixing and matching multiple characters described above or introduced.
  • Cuckquean elements humiliating Amy as Rachel claims her man in front of her showing her just the type of person she really is.
 
....but I'm not a whore" were the words that left my mouth before my lips twist as I let out a loud moan. Looking at the young man I had just met not long ago. A cock ivy league college student whose fingers are buried between my legs. The high high stockings revealed to everyone, high boots with 6" heels making me look like a bigger slut than I actually am. He has my panties pushed to the side as I feel a second fingers push into me as I groan. how did things turn out this way! My dress is barely holding together.....as my lacy Victoria Secret bra is visible as the young man gives my hair a little tug shoving his black fingers even deeper inside me "Oh gods...." I scream and cumming like a little whore.

"I win he says" with a cocky smile pulling his fingers out of me tasing my cum on his fingers and heading back to his side of the room.

I look across the room to my Dad horrified and with a massive boner having just watch his daughter behave like a little slut. It all started like a typical dinner party and things escalated where some cocky assholes made it seems like women are just cock crazed little slut and some how it turned into this massive game of truth or dare.

I was supposed to prove my love to my husband... looking at me distraught at the situation that's clearly getting out of hand. My uptight friends looking at me with disgust. The fact that most of the other side is a bunch of black guys that are all insanely both hot, rich, and packing really doesn't help my case.

I flush a bit having just cum on the fingers of a guy that's been starting to play court my little sister. His fingers were probably inside her not long before they made me cum.

"Okay, I think this has gotten a bit out of hand...."

"Ha, no way! You started the game! Time to pay up....."

I open my mouth to object only to hear Jill, my friend in heat of her orgasm being fuck senselessly in the guest room of my home. So much for all her trash talking about "those people". I guess they're great when one of them is splitting her married legs and making her scream.

I gasp as someone pulls my dress down, my bra seems to disappear.

"You ready for me girl?" looking at the guest of honor of our little soiree. Chase Young an upcoming NFL defensive rookie benching easily 400 lbs. His arms are as big as my thighs. He's wearing just boxers and he seems to be packing in more ways than one. He slides his fingers inside my panties finding them soaked. They seem to disappear an instant as he tears them off of me. A mixture of pleasure and pain escapes my lips as his monster cock burries itself inside of me. My pain slowly being replaced by pure pleasure as all of these men present, many that love and care for me watch a man they admired, fucking the shit out of me in front of everyone. Their weak cocks and ability on display as they see what a REAL man can do when he wants to.

TLDR:

  • I'm not really familiar with Chase Young, any player would be fine, any league would be fine, but I do LOVE size differences so a defensive player would be hot.
  • We can start at any point ideally not at the climaxing end but would love to showcase how much better certain men are as the small little fund raising dinner party shows exactly what a REAL man can do.
 
Rachel is a hot blonde, standing at 5'2", 34D, popping ass and an amazing body. She's married now, but she's been a "gone wild" type of girl most of her life. The fact that she settle is as close to a miracle as one can get. She was your wife's Amy maid of honor at the wedding. She's sitting next to your wife a redhead standing at 5'5", 34B. Amy was always the 'cute' girl next door. She was never hot, while Rachel though wasn't the typical tall curvy blonde was fucking smoking. Her gorgeous tits, wide hips, tiny waist, she was..she IS a walking hard on.

The two women were so different yet with too much wine they were both opening up more than usual and as you stand there looking at your wife you can't help but feel your cock twitch as your eyes wander over to Rachel. She's wearing a short little miniskirt with her feel tucked under ass she occasionally flashes her panties to the lucky men in the room.

"Oh come on, you have to admit that a good wife would still make a better lay" Amy claims. They've been arguing about which "type" of woman would make a better lover. The good wife or the slut. More or less comparing each other though they're both married now.

Jason, Rachel's husband is snoring upstairs already had more fun than he could handle while your dark black cock is twitching as you can't help but notice the QoS tattoo on Rachel's inner thigh. Your Dad is there too and if your mom wasn't right next to him right now restraining him he'd be all over that girl. He's always been a bit of a dog, but god damn was she tempting.

"Oh come Ames, practice makes perfect. Right? Little sluts get LOTS of practice" She gasps feigning offense as she smacks Rachel's on the arm, who dodges out of the way making her tits bounce and jiggle in her top too small for her tits.

"Yeah sure, you got a TON of practice, but wouldn't you KNOW how to get your man off better if you kept on doing it with the same guy?" She counters.

"Sure, but where would you ever learn all the ways to make a lover purr without going around the block a few times..."

She scoffs..."Well. you went around the city and country a few times"

Rachel Giggles..."Damn straight I did!" Looking back at you and giving you a playful wink.

"Alright so we covered the sluts, what else should do we got left? bigs tits are better ? Is that even a debate?"

"Hey!" Amy scoffs. "You little bitch...."

"Alright, I think I need to call it. Marcus, want to show me where my hubby is passed out at. I need to get him into bed and get some rest. It's a long day tomorrow"

Rachel lean in and whisper in Amy's ear: "Besides, we both know the clear winner is the BBCs. Enjoy your wedding night babe" she says planting a kiss on her cheek before heading back towards Amy's fiancee, now husband. "Let's go handsome..."

"I will. I know I'm right too! Cause you'd never be able to make my honey Cum like I do" She finishes as Rachel wrap her arm around Amy's husband. "Careful babe that sounds like a challenge and I get VERY competitive with those" Pressing her large breasts against his powerful arm, her nipples fully erect as they head out.

TLDR:
I'm looking for the conversation to be a teaser to any of the men present (We can add as many as you like that suit your fancy of potential characters present) and having some exploration of debauchery and/or straight on competition between the two women
 
Background:

I am what one would call a 'damaged' girl. I didn't grow up particularly well off, mom was typically in and out of consciousness doing coke, lived in the styx on the wrong side of town that was just far enough to not really have much growing up but not trashy enough that we lived in a trailer. Daddy was more drunk than not, and used to smack me around when he got pissed off, me and my brother though I got most of it. A lot of my neighbors and friends were black and I really developed a kink for BBC. Especially for my BFF's Dad. I used to be there all the time and when I turned up with one too many black eyes for his taste he scared my Dad straight. My Dad never hit me again, and I ended up on my knees with his cock down my throat more than a few times, especially when Ada, my BFF, went off to college and I got left to try to figure my life out. I tried to figure it out by looking for love where it didn't exist. Fucking Ada's BF in the locker rooms 3 hours after they broke up probably wasn't my best move, nor was going over to find her and apologize and ending up fucking her Dad once again. What can I say, once I got sexual, I developed a type, and strong black married family man were hot. Strong powerful protectors for a curvy nympho ginger.

Sure, I was a slut, what can I say. I'm damaged, and I know it but i can't help myself. No matter how old I got, my constant attraction to older married men never changed.

It's probably how I ended up making all of the choices and mistakes that led to my downfall in my life. If you want to hear about that, keep on reading.

5 years ago, In Jamaica!

"Come on honey, when will we ever have this opportunity again?" I say wearing a skimpy little bikini, my ass split in half by a string. I'm wearing a cute little white top with my large nipples poking through. We're on our honey moon though as always I'm a bit more adventurous. It's been 24 hours since I've been married and seeing all the various hints about the nude beach on the island has gotten me pretty darn curious.

"I dunno honey, I'm not sure i'm comfortable enough to be naked around strangers!"

"Oh come on you're hot as hell. I married you after all!" I say trying to stroke his ego a bit but he declines.

Jamal steps up who has been flirting with me since I've gotten here. "You know if you like I can show you the beach, it's a pretty common destination for a lot of tourists. Not nearly as fun as you might thinking though it depends on the company" He says and winks at me. "Do you mind babe?" I say as he shrugs... it's just Jamal after all, he's someone he hired he trusts he wouldn't do anything to put his employment in jeopardy.

I head out with Jamal as we get out of sight, "this is my friend Tyrone" he's going to be joining us. He drives while I explain things.

He pulls me close in a tiny seat. His hand snug around me, his powerful arms around me. "Let me show you a side of Jamaica only a local can..." he says as he leans in and kisses me square on the lips. His kiss is rough and demanding and I find my lips opening accepting his advances despite myself. "Mmmm, that.... was not what I had in mind" I manage as he pulls off my top before I finish my objection tossing it in the backseat as I'm flashing every person that stops at a red light.

By the time we get to the beach i'm already panting in heat. His fingers have already been inside me and my bikini bottoms are barely dangling off my little toe. I'm pulled out the car naked as Jamal proceeds to half make out with me and half undress me. Trying to voice another objection though when I look Tyrone is already stripped naked with a monster black cock.....fuck. Local flavor is amazing.

I'm led to the actual beach a local favorite of all the 'hotwives'. I moan lewdly watching all the white sluts being fucked. Tyrone taking that as an invitation to blacken my white little pussy. 24 hours into my marriage. Spit roasted by two black cock. My mouth, my ass, my pussy filled to the brim as the two young men who will be helping me enjoy my time on our holiday fucking the shit out of me. Let's just say this wasn't the first or last time I fucked these men. It was also not the first or last time I had taken BBC.

Present Day:

I've been with Jason for 5 years and our marriage has seen it's ups and downs over the years. He's sweet, kind, makes a good living and a good provider. Life unfortunately isn't that simple, and the recent news that we can't have kids due to some medical issue he may have has left us on murkier waters. We decided to have re-kindle our love which has always been strong and renew our vows. After some back and forth and talking with some good friends of ours we decided to go on a cruise with our loved ones and renew our vows on the ship.

I've always had a bit of an exhibitionist streak in me. I really enjoy men's attention and being desired, wanted, needed. Even if I don't follow through because I'm married I loved the unwanted attention of men and women.

I'm wearing a cute little tiny blue bikini top that barely contains my 34Ds, a short little tiny miniskirt barely covering my ass with a just completely indecent string bikini bottom under it. Most of my packing was done with Jason (hubby) in mind which has changed naturally as plans took shape. So now I have my sluttiest outfits to wear around some of our friends and family and other potential mates I really shouldn't be enticing more than I am.

Characters:

Jamal: is a hot young black young man who used to be an intern working under Jason while in college. Once he joined the company after graduating he got promoted past Jason and is now his direct supervisor. He's athletic, outgoing, energetic. He seems to not care too much about work, but even so he seems to fail upward while Jason is putting countless hours to stay stagnant.

Marcus: is a powerful presence as soon as he enters any room. I've met him more than a few times over the years and we have a quasi flirty vibe going on. He's married as well and everyone just dismisses our banter as just that. He has a powerful frame, a few graying hairs in his late 40s early 50s. I'm friends with his wife and met his son who seems to have an eye for my tits as much as his father.

Bill: is my father in law. He seems nice from all appearances until he opens his mouth and his personality seeps through. He's a former police officer and has kept the build, and scars from his old life. Hell he's crazy hot for a guy as old as he is. The only problem is since he quit his job, went through a divorce everything coming from his mouth has little to no filter. Most of the time he's either drunk, high, and making a scene particularly when there's a hot girl near by.

He never really seemed to have liked me, does drop a bit of uncalled for name calling here there. aka. your fat ass looking great in those shorts, girl! He seems to constantly objectify me especially and every woman within ear shot. He seems to think a woman's place is on her knees or in the kitchen and somehow hasn't gotten the woke update. I object to his behavior most of the time though the fact that he's as attractive as he is has also made it that I enjoyed his attention at times. Unlike his son who is all over the place he seems to grab what he wants and at least try to claim it, even if he thinks i'm a two bit slut... doesn't seem to keep him from wanting to shove his cock between my legs given the chance.

Tyron: My ex-lover and boyfriend. Now he's married and runs into me while I'm dressed like a bona fide slut. He stands at 6'7" a black bull in his early 30s. He was my first "Daddy", introduced me to BDSM, floggers, nipple clamps, toys, and so much more. He packs the biggest cock I have ever seen. Sure he seems tame now, and we talk about the past and omit of course that our entire relationship I spent on my knees, back and bruises on my ass that took FOREVER to heal! Want to step into his shoes and see what dark fucked up debauchery we can get to?

---a bit darker here

Tom: is my best friend's husband. She's been in an abusive relationship for a while. I'm really not a fan though I DO know he's package one enormous package. He demeans women, he's a misogynist in every way and I can't fucking stand him. The problem is everything that I find objectionable in him as a person is also everything I find incredibly hot in the bedroom. The fact that my best friend loves him is actually that much more of a turn on if he was to fuck me. He shouldn't be smacking my friend around, but if I'm on my knees god I hope I get a my hair pulled, smacked around a bit and called a whore. He should respect my friend and spit in my face....I want to see the mutual hate in our eyes as we fuck. (Tom can be black or white I find both equally attractive)


TLDR: Looking for a raunchy affair on the ship, I love public display, exhibitionism, breeding and BBC and interracial are a huge kink for me. I love age gaps, groups sex, rough sex, name calling, a bit of body shaming (aka fuck piggy, love your fat ass etc...i'm curvy horny slutty but would never be able to claim to be a size 6. I'm also not BBW ). Oooh, I also enjoyed being NFCM (not sure that's the acronym) but being a naked little slut in areas where it's questionable at best before I turned into a deranged little whore for all to see.
 

Cheating CEO for BBC, breeding, public display and all the fun sins!


Background:

I run my hand through my dark long flowing red hair looking at my reflection. Standing at 5'5", 34D, a short little purple dress hugging my tight little body. I'm 32 now and I certainly changed a bit from my younger days. My tits are larger, hips wider, tits are bigger than they used to be. I run my hands over my skin tight dress, no panties lines to be seen. Outside of a few rare occasion when my sex calls for it, I rarely every wear panties anymore. Feminism movement has allowed e to embrace the lack of a bra and my 34Ds certainly embraced that. I look both sexy and perfectly resettable.

"10 minutes warning, Ma'am". A friendly young lady pops hear head reminding me of why I'm here. I'm sitting here on a panel of CEO and other female executives who succeeded in a man's world. We're here to encourage the women in the audience and the largely televised show to any aspiring woman to prove that a woman can make it in a man's world.

I look at my phone seeing a message from Jason, my perfectly proper and kind successful caring husband. A perfect counter part for my own. My equal in everyday. I dismiss it without even reading it, as that's not the text I was looking for. Instead I find Marcus, one of the multiple "Black Daddies" I'm interacting with. I attach the photo I took earlier today. Standing fully naked on my knees. A monster black didlo stuff in my pussy, with the word SLUT written on my bare naked tits. One of the many sexual photos I've exchange with Marcus and many others to help get past my need for BBC that I haven't been able to shake since my first traumatic encounter. I should know better but every moment of my life I've had a burning addiction and despite having it all I still desperately need it.

Event:

I sit on stage my pretty pale legs crossing in the cute little dress. Barely hiding my bald pussy from the audience, yet still keeping a demeanor of professionalism. I'm on stage with other fellow women talking about the difficulties we all needed to face to succeed in this man's world. Each time I see a black man looking at me, I feel the lustful need rekindling in my body.

The chocker, that I'm wearing has the word S.L.U.T written on the inside, I keep toying with it as my arousal grows. I meet your eyes. I feel naked in front of you as if you're the only one in the audience who truly knows what I'm about.

The host ends the official segment of the show thanking each of us on the panel, before once again giving each of us a shoutout. The camera turns off and a more private segment starts where we each talk about our personal struggles and how we overcame.

I talk about a very abusive black boyfriend I had in the past and talk about how he saw me and how worthless he thought I was. Doing my best to keep the fact that I say these words, my nipples are getting harder and my pussy is soaked as look at you thinking you're one of my multiple black Daddies that's looking at me from the audience. I share more and more traumatic elements in my life that made me "stronger" and in truth wholly addicted to BBC.

Character:

I need a dark influence in my life that will take my addiction to a whole new level.

Who are you?

  • Are you my business partner, mentor, and my father in law. a black African god of a man towering over everyone. I walk around the corner as your hand possessively wraps around your property grabbing my ass.- A hoodlum who knows can smell my fucking need? Someone who hates my husband? hates my family?- A young man from my past?
The more fucked up and nastier the betrayal the hotter it is!

Who is it that will take me and break me and mold me into the perfect black addicted slut? Make me betray everything I stand for and drop of my knee and worship that black monster. Pleading to use me rougher and harder and meaner.....

Can you be the black knight I've been looking for? Are you the sadistic bastard that will get off at my past sexual trauma and will happily provide some new ones? Enjoys breaking a powerful woman and watching her choke on your cock.....How dare can you get ? I know I have few limits if Sir is able to get me deeper down the rabbit hole.

Limits: no kids, toilet, skat, blood, feet, killing etc. Feet don't do anything for me so I guess not a hard limit but it's a meh.... if it's not on here I'm open to it. Full list is pinned in my profile.

(Previous scene is also open, Cruise adventure is always super hot to me! )
 
Ginger Bimbos are the best!
Jason had a few of his potential clients over for a few drinks and some socializing. He has a few work friends over. I had already prepped everything for him so he was mostly downstairs with a few chatting.

I was running around losing everything I had and my ADD was in full swing.

"Babe.. did you see where I left my bra?" I pop out on top of the stairs wearing a long shirt, obviously lacking a bra as my nipples were pointing to the north star. The large black men behind my husband were chuckling in appreciation. As Jason reminds me where I left it, I turn around oblivious as my bare ass is visible to the group of men he was hosting.

I was supposed to be going out for a hen party later today and trying to get dressed. Each time I get ready it seems like a disaster is left after me. You hear me a bit late. "Damn it, my tits gotten too big, stupid thing is too small"

I show up a bit later wearing a tiny black leather miniskirt, it's low enough that the men can tell I don't have anything under that short skirt. A little crop top showcasing my tummy, tight little top squeezing my braless 34DD where I apparently gained a cup size of late.

"Sorry babe, my friend will be here soon to pick me up" I say sitting on the edge of a love seat while Marcus, a tall black older man is appreciating my creamy white thighs.

"is that Jill? Gods you know she never shows up...."

"Yeah, I know but she promised this time sh....whoa..." I stumble a bit as fall into Marcus' lap who pulls me in further.

"It's all good gorgeous, your hubby was just telling us about all the perks from signing with his firm... I could give you a ride if you like, we're almost done here. We got a VIP party to get to"

---
30 minutes later

I'm sitting in the back of a limo with Marcus talking to me. All the men there are cultured, successful, and give off an air of confidence that is super hot. They just invited me and all my friends to their VIP party if we wanted to merge the parties. Open bar, caviar, food. My body was flushing on how Marcus was looking at me. He was older, a few silver hairs revealing his age. His build, body, demeanure all making me weak in the knees. I've never been the brightest girl, but the way he talks and looks at me. The way his hands touch me gently on my pale legs.

Everything was arranged.....Parties are merged.

1 hour later....

We get to the party and I see two naked women running about the pool.

"Oh I'm sorry, I forgot to mention, we have a strict clothing policy for the women. I'm afraid you'll have to undress."

"Oh? " I say blushing.....feeling his hands on my large breasts helping me out of my clothes. His dark large hands lingering on my tits as I moan softly before he pulls my short little skirt down.

"Uhmm, I'm not wearing any panties Sir..." I blush as he pulls it down parting my legs. He gently runs his fingers over my clit. "Mmmm, I don't mind" he says helping me up as he walks me naked into the party. Claiming me as his little toy. Under his protection. It's a rooftop party overlooking the entire city. Girls are being fucked in the open, drinks are flowing,

I see my friends still dressed... I look confused. "OMG Niki you're such a little whore" I open my mouth to object but only a moan escapes me as I feel Marcus' monster erection pressing into my ass. His fingers teasing my clit while his large hand man handles my bare tit.

"but...it's the rules....." I object to the label as I lose myself into the pleasure, as the older black man's finger slide between my legs and the few thought I had seem to disappear.


Several Hours later.

I'm walking around topless, my friends joined us at the VIP event. I can hear her moaning as a black cock is pumping her soon to be married pussy full of cum.

My ass bright red with large hand prints from my 'spanking', mouth still tasting Marcus' cum. Shit where did my top go?

"Hey slut.. you're needed back inside. We got bored with your friend. She can't keep up like you do." I giggle in appreciation as I head back inside sending another text to my hubby that things are going great and Beth is having a blast.

"Coming Daddy"

Notes: I don't want to start with just the pure sex, I think having some seduction with wealth, prestige and my bimbo ditzy demeanor would make for some fun times.
 
I typically don't write BNWO scenes because I find they remove the taboo element. I LOVE the interacial pairings for many reasons but the cheating and taboo parts are a big part of it.

Here's my take on a classic BNWO scene with my take on it.

World Setup:

It's been 200 years since Juneteenth has been recognized as a federal holiday. Just a year after the George Floyd shooting. After 200 years of the American empire, or the United States, as it was called back then, not doing much to rectify the situation our African American population started to dwindle down. After years of shootings, black on black violence, creating environments that nurtured crime and violence, the population has truly become a minority. There is no black representation in TV and movies because there's none left to be represented. Most races tended to mostly pull back and mixed couples of any kinds have become more frowned upon. Resources have been becoming more scarce, as everyone became far more tribal.

The American empire, as well as Europe, Asia have exhausted most of their natural resources while Africa and South America have start thriving developing a brilliant culture and society that has become the envy of most countries. South African particularly, who now in two hundred years has now managed to breed all whites out of existance. The previously 7% population is down to 0.01% whites that are rare unicorns making an occasional appearance.

Meeting/Character:

I've grown up a bit sheltered, my family has always been fairly well off, and while most of my social circle is certainly white, as is expected of any proper white woman these days. Any American have any interracial connections is heavily ostracized. Even the lowest class barely partakes in that dynamic, choosing to only share the limited resources they have with their 'clan'.

As our birth rate has been declining promiscuity has also been a bit more encouraged though always within the race.


I've been in charge of our distribution at my father's company for a few years now. I'm wearing a short little miniskirt, a crop top showcasing my toned flat abs and my nature 34Ds snug with a tight chocker. My outfit by today's standards can almost be seen as conservative. Like any proper. young woman, I rarely wear any panties, and if I do it's a racy little thong. I'm engaged to a wealthy financial tycoon named Jason who happens to be in this meeting as well. My life has been fairly sheltered and I'm surprised when someone from South African is here. The fact that the delegation and Marcus were black wasn't exactly surprising, the part that was shocking was how subservient my father was, my fiancee. The powerful men of industry that I have grown up to admire and love were weak meak men in front of Marcus. Men who were feared and sought after. Who could demand a head of state to call them and be immediately adhere to were groveling for the change to gain this business. I mean sure African now owned 90% of the world's wealth. Marcus was intimidating, though incredibly handsome. The way his eyes lingered over my body. The way he was both seductive, charming, and demeaning all at the same time. His powerful strong arms, standing at 6'6" hovering above me. Looking at me as if I was prey, something to be hunted and claimed. He is blatantly flirthing with me in front of my fiancee yet he seems to pay it no mind.

Every woman is a bit of a slut these days but once engaged, once you've taken your vows you start putting down roots and yet my fiancee seems to not even raise an eye brow to this stranger's lewd comments. His large powerful dark hands on my ass, requesting my company to show him around. His powerful cock making a large tent in his pants making me fully aware of the type of tour he's looking for. I really wish I had a different outfit on. Never have I had someone be so direct and primal with me. Women are revered in the 22nd century, not objects!

I KNOW I should be offended, but seeing as my father and fiancee don't seem to mind, the way his hands is now under my skirt groping my bare ass and getting me wet. Oh , well it's only proper to be a good host and show him around right?

I just hope there's not too much media attention, I do tend to have such a following everywhere I go, being a little hot little American Idol. Think of a more slutty Paris Hilton that knows how to count to 10.

TLDR:

I'm looking to pick this up and develop the character interaction, infidelity, cheating, and blackened little slut. You can steal me away and take to your 'land' turning me into your blacked little whore....sky's the limit. I've spend 20 years being the best little cock sucker I can be, just imagine what I could do with a real cock to please. ;)
 
Thanksgiving has been one of my favorite holidays. A bit more so than even Christmas and New Years. It's one of those special days where everyone is gathered, family and friends and granted every gets stuffed more than they should but it's still a special time. My family is especially interesting. Jason, my husband, has a side of his family that is black. His mom remarried and they've incorporated many of their tradition into the gatherings. The festivities are also so much more fun, louder, and just more festive than any of the holidays I've had in my family. Well, that and so many of that side of his family is kind of hot. His Step dad is an awful flirt. I have to admit I enjoy the attention more than I care to admit, especially to Jason.

I'm wearing a cute little purple short dress with that show off my pretty pale legs and bubble round ass. It's not low cut enough to really be indecent, it's a family gathering after all. Honestly the way things have been going with all the things that Jason and I have been going through this is a much needed reprieve. I have to admit, I'm dolling up very much for Marcus, his father, and Jamal, his step brother, than I am for Jason. Of late he's been so distant, and we've even talking about either separating or opening our marriage as a last hoorah. Of course I don't expect anything to happen, I mean they're both family. I just, enjoy the attention and when my marriage is so lack luster....

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I see my Dad there, he's really coming into his own after having gotten divorced from my mom a few years ago and start dating Karen. God, that poor woman really inherited an unfortunate name. With Jason's family being partly black, they tease the poor woman more than she deserves. Though to be fair she does have some karen vibes as well. My dad, was turning into a silver fox. He's always been attractive, but he's started to get more serious about going to the gym and his watching his weight and he's started to look great.

"Hi Daddy" I say as he smiles wrapping his large arms around me hugging me tightly. "Hiya princess" he whispers into my ear making my face flush. He never uses that pet name with me, not since......that time.

It was when I had moved back with my folks and Mommy had moved out cause they were starting to have more and more marital troubles. The last time he called me his princess, he had his hands around my fat white ass, my dress was on the floor and his huge was inside me. Fuck...I forgot how much of a thing he had for little summer dresses. I purr groan at the memory and my virginity taken by my Daddy . He turned me into a size queen with his fat pipe. No wonder I started dating mostly black guys after that. Urgh, Karen and him are probably having some issues, he has been this into me int a decade. Though, I can't help but gaze down at his package twitching in his dress pants. We both remember what I was like with him.

I excuse myself and head inside the kitchen to finish prepping dinner, letting Jason deal with my Dad before I get myself into more trouble....

"Hey beautiful!" Marcus says loudly as I turn around just finishing up the thanksgiving prep. I still have my "Kiss the cook" apron on as he hands me a bottle of wine and takes me in for a hug. He towers above me at 6'6" over my tiny 5'4" frame. He lifts my chin up, looking at me. "So, kiss the cook huh, well if you insist.." He comes on for a kiss as I just barely manage to turn my head in time to avoid a full on kiss as my cheeks burn red.

Usually, I try harder to shutdown the boys flirtation since I know it bothers Jason. But seeing as he's not been present and they are.....

"Hi Amy, " Jamal says as pops in, admiring my curves. A few years younger than Jason, he's just graduated college weighing his multiple job offers seeing what he wants to do. "Thank you for having us over" He says, kissing me on the cheek giving me a false sense of security before his hand grabs my ass feeling around a bit and seeing how I'm wearing a lacy thong as he smiles.

"You're always welcome sweetie...." I manage before his GF, Maya, makes an appearance just as his hands parts from my ass.

Enid pops in wearing a lovely sundress accentuating her curves. She's got 20 years on me and likely being married to Marcus is exhausting. She takes my arm pulling me away from the boys. Managing to adjust my dress in time but still still flashing Marcus and Jamal my bare ass and lacy thong splitting my perfect pale white cheeks.

"I heard you and Jason were having issues. I just wanted to let you know if you need to talk. I'm here for you!"

"Thank you Enid, I appreciate that." I manage still unsure how she's so oblivious to her men's attention geared towards me.

Amy shows up a bit later with her fiancee Caleb. Caleb a hot ebony tall gorgeous hunk of a man. He was mixed and had these baby blues that went with his delicious chocolate body that always made me weak in the knees. I can tell you one thing no matter what his background is, he was VERY black where it mattered. I had a prolonged affair with him a few years ago. Amy never found out but she started to suspect something. These days the way my romantic relationship was going all Caleb had to do was ask and I'd drop on my knees in front of my BFF and takes his BBC as deep and hard as It can go. I wouldn't even care who was watching!

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TLDR: I'd like to play out a scene where we explore some sneaking around and stuffing of certain holes while trying to keep in mind all the sinful debauchery of cheating on this special day. Everyone likes to kiss the cook, but what about a good hard rough pounding before joining everyone for dinner? Let's be thankful for all those deliciously curvy white sluts that have blacked to please you on this special day!
 
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