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White Couple Visits the Ghetto, GF Gets BLACKED (BlueShade and ForFluxRP)

BlueShade

BlueShade

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It was a sunny and warm summer day when Elizabeth and Dylan made their excursion. Dylan had been looking for local basketball courts where people played pick up games and had found one that seemed to fit the bill. It was a bit of a rundown and seedy part of town but that was no concern to him.

“If we were out here at night it might be a different story, but we should be fine in broad daylight.” Dylan assured Elizabeth, his girlfriend. As they walked, they attracted some curious glances from the people on the street. This was a part of town with an almost entirely black population, whereas Dylan and Elizabeth were as white as they come. Dylan was a relatively short man at 5’7” with dark brown hair and hazel eyes. Even so, he was still taller than Elizabeth who was a mere 5’2”. The other reason they stood out was due to Elizabeth’s figure. She had a bombshell body and her curves were constantly turning heads. The streets here in the seedy part of town were no exception.

Soon, they reached the basketball courts. Sure enough, there were two teams already playing with more people standing and watching nearby. “Yo! Can I get in on this?” Dylan called out to the players. They looked at Dylan skeptically, but when the tall black men saw his girlfriend there were some murmurs of approval and interest. “Yeah, come on in. Get in on this.” One of them called out, though he really wasn’t even looking at Dylan. His eyes hungrily running down Elizabeth’s body.
 
Elizabeth looked up at Dylan with wide eyes when the car came to a halt. "Wait... this is where you're wanting to play basketball? There's no way. No. You can't be serious." She said adamantly while shaking her head in frustration. When he opened the car door it almost sealed her fate and she gets out of the car looking both ways as they cross the street towards the small park that had a few basketball courts and she has to jog slightly to keep up, causing her breasts to bounce slightly underneath her pure white cropped t-shirt and her ass to jiggle in her dark wash denim blue jeans and she catches up to Dylan and speaks up again just before they reach the courts. "Baby you really don't think this-" she tries to call out before Dylan speaks up asking to join their game.

Her eyes widened when they agreed and she looked at Dylan. "Dylan... those guys are like all a foot taller than you... you can't be serious." She calls out noticing a few of the men looking over at her as if she were a piece of meat being dangled over a pit of hungry rabid dogs. She felt her heart sink into her stomach when Dylan moved onto the court and she simply had to stand there at the edge of the court and watch.
 
Dylan brushed off Elizabeth’s worries, feeling that she was worrying too much and that her concern was based on nothing but unfounded stereotypes about people in bad neighborhoods. It was true that the other men were much taller than Dylan but he usually played defense either way so he figured it wouldn’t be too much of an impediment. With him stepping onto the court, a couple of the other men eagerly stepped off, grabbing some water and murmuring to each other for a moment before they sauntered over to Elizabeth.

“Yo haven’t seen you round here before. I’d definitely remember if I had… you like watching us play?” One of the men asked Elizabeth with a smirk, his eyes shamelessly taking in her impressive chest before darting back up to meet her gaze. “We could use a cute li’l cheerleader. Real motivating.” The other tall black player quipped, grinning down at her. The two men practically towered over her and seemed grateful for the chance to chat her up while her boyfriend was on the court.
 
Elizabeth was too focused on Dylan's wellbeing as he stepped onto the court to notice the two black men who had began walking from the other side of the court after grabbing their waters. She jumped slightly when one of the men spoke up distracting her for just long enough for her to not notice his eyes dart up from her chest up to her eyes and she looks up at him. "I am here to watch my boyfriend..." she replied quickly sounding slightly sheepish before the other man spoke up and she looked over at him. "Sorry, I only cheer for one man." She retorted.
 
One of the men smirked when he saw her jump at their sudden proximity to her. They listened to her response and one laughed while the other clicked his tongue playfully. “She don’t cheer for more than one man at a time. Damn. Ain’t that some shit. Well we don’t get too many girls looking like you out this way… what’s your name girl?” He asked her.

Meanwhile on the court Dylan did his best to hold his own with the taller local players. They played pretty aggressively whereas Dylan took it pretty easy, much to the chagrin of the team he had joined. Still, they tolerated him since they could see that a few of their boys were trying to hit up the busty brunette he’d brought along and unwisely left alone on the sidelines.
 
I heard one of the men speak up about supporting him and I nodded. "I don't cheer for more than one man period. Get it right." I say with a bit of an attitude. "You don't need to know my name." I reply quickly yet again, meanwhile, on the court it was pretty clear that everyone on yhe court was significantly better than Dylan and I sighed heavily. "Come on baby! You got this!" I cry out.
 
Dylan looked up from where he was playing on the court and smiled, waving to Elizabeth and seemingly unconcerned about her talking to the men on the sidelines. Meanwhile, her sour responses to the two men who’d been talking to her had started to irritate them.

“Damn you got a mouth on you.” One of them said, crossing his arms with a scowl. “You come into our zone and won’t even give a name? People around here ain’t gonna like that. Shame if something happened.” The other told you with a sudden edge of menacing implication to his deep voice.
 
Elizabeth looked up at Dylan with a smile and a wave before the expression returned to discontent when he returned to the game and she was left alone with the towering black men who had gotten annoyed with her. "Well if you guys aren't gonna like it, maybe you guys should go watch at some other part of the court." She replied quickly shaking her head and rolling her eyes.
 
Dylan redoubled his efforts on defense, wanting to prove himself to the strangers he was playing with and also encouraged by his girlfriend’s encouragement from the sidelines. “Don’t be that way. You’ve never been around here have you? My friend and I here could show you around a little while they play. We know all the good spots. Aren’t you curious?” The calmer of the two asked, making up an excuse to lead Elizabeth away from the game and by extension her partner.
 
Elizabeth smirked when she noticed Dylan was starting to play slightly better. Even if he was trying his hardest at this point there was an undoubtedly noticeable skill difference between the white boy and the black men on the court and she suddenly heard one of the black mean speak up again and she looked over at him. "No thank you, I am trying to watch my man play some ball." She said confidently but in a slightly snide tone.
 
Dylan’s team started to lose more and more badly as you watched the game play out. One of the men next to you grimaced at your snide tone. He waited until I was completely distracted and facing the other way. Then he turned to you and spoke in a low voice. “Someone ought to fuck that bitchiness out of you. And I know it’s not gonna be that little white boy…” he told you, and before you could answer his hand was swinging down behind you, dealing a stinging slap to your round and shapely ass.
 
Elizabeth watched anxiously as the game drew closer and closer to an end, the man Dylan was guarding scoring bucket after bucket as it was a fairly easy match up and the suddenly she heard a voice in her ear, ready to turn to him to protest before she felt his hand violently slapping her ass and she yelped in pain slightly at the sensation.
 
Dylan didn’t see what had happened but he did hear his girlfriend yelp. Unsure of whether that had been some exclamation about the game or something else, he tilted his head curiously and called out to her. “You okay babe?” He called out to her as she felt the stinging red handprint of the bold basketball player seared into her soft white skin.
 
Elizabeth looked up as he tilted his head to look over and he called out. The black man's smack had certainly instilled some level of discipline into her as she simply nodded and replied. "Yes baby, focus on the game." She called out in response making an effort to step away from the black men to the other end of the court, curious to see if they would follow her.
 
Dylan looked relieved when she reassured him she was fine, but another point was scored on his team while he was distracted. Sure enough, despite her moving down the court, the two men followed her. The one that had smacked her ass had a smug look on his face when she said nothing about it to her boyfriend. He walked right up behind her once again. “You know- I never did give you my name. It’s Mason. You can just call me daddy though.” He teased her in a low voice, his hand grabbing her ass and giving it a firm squeeze. He made sure to stand at an angle where her boyfriend wouldn’t see his big, strong hand groping her body.
 
Elizabeth looked up at the court trying to ignore the two men who followed her down the court and then one of them began speaking again and the she felt him grip her ass tightly and she reached down and tried pushing it away as hard as she could. "I am not calling you shit fucking loser." She replied in an aggressive tone to the man who was grabbing her ass.
 
Mason growled when she called him a loser. “Watch your mouth, bitch. I bet you anything my cock is twice as big as your wimpy little boyfriend’s.” Mason told her smugly, prompting a chuckle from his friend who overheard the conversation. The game was now in its final quarter and had tightened up a little, but Dylan’s team was still behind.
 
Elizabeth was ready to take on that bet at this point, it was likely just the anger from being touched and Dylan putting her in this situation. "Wanna bet? I bet it's not even half of his size." She responded confidently, snapping away from him and she turned towards him and then looked for somewhere a bit more secluded.
 
There were several nearby alleys that could easily provide cover for the challenge Mason had made with Elizabeth. Mason gestured to one and as he began to lead her towards it, he grinned in anticipation. “So when I win this little bet of ours, what do I get in return?” He asked, feeling confident about how his size would compare with her boyfriend’s, and already thinking about all the ways he would roughly use her body if given the opportunity. The thought of getting his big black cock deep inside her tight little pussy was already making his dick hard in his pants.
 
Elizabeth looked up at Mason as he gestures towards an alley and she shakes my head and look over at him as he starts to lead me towards the alley. "How about you win me not being such a bitch to you?" Elizabeth asked in a serious tone and then she looked into the alley he was about to drag her down to unveil his cock, she looked back to see if the other man he was with had followed as well.
 
Mason scoffed at her vague offer. “Nah. If I win, you come back to my crib after the game and party with me and my friends.” He told her, leading her behind a dumpster before he undid his pants. The other man from the basketball game’s sidelines was lingering near the entrance of the alley but didn’t follow Elizabeth and Mason in. Mason gripped the edge of his shorts and grinned at her. “Shouldn’t you get down on your knees to be able to take a real measurement?” Mason asked, moments away from pulling down his shorts and letting his dick spring free right in front of her.
 
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