I met up with Linda when I waited on her working at a Tilted Kilt. Linda was the aunt of my best friend growing up, Leanne. She was about 16 years older than us and was always the "cool" aunt I never had. She worked on Wall Street and very successful.
I on the other hand, was a mess. I had married a much older man at 21, and had a boy not long after. I had dropped out of college to care for him and we moved to his home puntry. We divorced two years later as he had met someone else and he got custody of my son. I moved home with no family, no job, and about 5000 dollars to survive.
Lindas embrace was so warm and welcoming.We had drinks after work and within 24 hours she had me moving out of my studio apartment in a really bad are to her McMansion in New Jersey, and enrolled in County college for that fall! She was a life saver and we lived together for
about a year when she met Mac.
Linda dated a lot and brought a few guys home overnight. Most were Wall Street types. Some were single, some were not. Linda had no problems with a married man, she jokingly referred to herself as a slut making no apologies for her fun. I on the other hand had had two dates the previous year both that went nowhere. Sexually it had been almost two years.
When Linda met Mac, she changed a great deal. Mac was a very different guy than what she dated. He was a blue collar type, bossed her around (nobody bossed Linda around) and was black. He told her what to do, what to wear, and after two months, moved in our home. He was borderline abusive, but Linda went along with it. I overheard her say to her friend that it was "what she needed".
And in bed they were loud and raunchy. I would hear them from my room down the hall. I heard him call her names, spank her. (I sometimes snuck her
vibrator
when she wasn't home and I found really kinky outfits, dog collars, and handcuffs.
During the rainy days, Mac didn't work leaving me home alone with him until the afternoon when I went to work. He treated me kindly differently than his girlfriend. He was actually gentlemanly. He also smoked a lot of pot. Alot. He only did it when she wasn't home and I wondered if she even knew. He always offered it to me and I always declined. Except one spring day I did not. I was done with finals and to celebrate I decided to get high with him.
I got very stoned that early morning. I was dressed in my college hood and pajama pants. I had no panties or bra as I didn't have a chance to do wash during finals. My hair was stringy and a mess. I didn't shower that morning. We were pretty stoned as I leaned over on the coffee table to do a bong hit and my sweatshirt rode up slightly revealing a little bit of an ass cracked that Mac
noticed immediately.
"Baby girl", he said "you going commando?" I explained to him I didn't have the chance to do wash when he replied, "that is dangerous to do in front of a brother. Dayum"
I laughed at him, and felt a little embarrassed, he had never talked to me in that way. I always heard him saying sexual innuendos with Linda but not me! I sat back and I noticed his eyes were still on my backside. We were both baked. He rambled on, " a pale white girl like you, you got to have brothers hitting on you especially in that outfit you have to wear. I know I would".
I laughed, "a few times I guess."
"You need to get yourself with a brother, Meg, give them a little sumpin sumpin. You like the brothers?"
"I guess, I don't know I've never dated a black man."
He laughed, "With those creamy white breasts in those uniforms" he paused gazing at my beasts " wait you're not wearing a bra
either are you."
I snickered, "no".
"Dayum! Now your getting dick hard girl. Let me see them, just a second. I will give ten bucks. Cm on I won't tell."
I said no but he persisted so I found myself lifting my shirt up and showing off my tips to my roommates boyfriend.
"Dayum!", he reached out and grabbed them. I was a little too stoned to object but then pulled away giggling. I thought to head to room but then he said, "Baby girl you showed me so I will show you." He pulled down his sweatpants and out popped the biggest cock I had ever seen. It was well over eight inches thick and perfectly erect. I sat frozen on the couch admiring it. You can touch it, it won't bite". I touched it as if going to pet a strange dog. I put my hand around it, and my fingers weren't even long enough to get around it. I moved my hand away but he grabbed my wrist.
"You can't leave a brother hanging, you need to take care
of daddy babygirl". He took my arm pulling me close to him aggressively my elbow on his thigh my hand back on his cock. Then he kissed me.
I know, I know. He was my roommates boyfriend. A roommate I called my aunt. A roommate who took me in when I was almost homeless. I could blame it on it on the pot but the truth is he could have had me without the pot. It had been so long, and between his package and his attention given.
His hand went under my sweats as his strong fingers worked inside my cunt. I was a little embarrassed as he pawed my pussy as I hadn't shaved or trimmed my pussy hair in months. I am a dark haired brunette 5ft4 about 115 pounds and hairy to begin with. He was fingering a rug.
He pulled off my sweats and knelt down in front of me and went down on my cunt, my coarse hair already matted with my fluids. I came in seconds the feeling of someone, anyone going down me for the first time in a long time made me squirt a little.
He then entered me kneeling on the floor my legs spread on Lindas leather couch. I was tight and he was big and it took awhile to get it in even half the way. He kept asking me if I liked it and made me repeat what he said like "you like to get ducked by your big black daddy?" "Yes fuck me big black daddy."
Then he sat on the couch making me climb on top of him. He swatted me in my behind. "You better take all that nigga cock baby girl if you know what is good for you". I lowered myself on his cock and within a few minutes his balls were slapping my cunt lips my pussy stretching to accommodate. He pulled my hair and sensing it excited me did it more asking me "do you like that bitch?" Then I felt his hot cum shoot into my vagina, as it set me off to cum once more. We then laid there on the couch naked sweating and full of each others juices.
"You won't say anything right?" I said I wouldn't and he replied "good girl".
And he left me there naked and full of his jizz. And I felt bad, very bad. (To be continued)
I on the other hand, was a mess. I had married a much older man at 21, and had a boy not long after. I had dropped out of college to care for him and we moved to his home puntry. We divorced two years later as he had met someone else and he got custody of my son. I moved home with no family, no job, and about 5000 dollars to survive.
Lindas embrace was so warm and welcoming.We had drinks after work and within 24 hours she had me moving out of my studio apartment in a really bad are to her McMansion in New Jersey, and enrolled in County college for that fall! She was a life saver and we lived together for
about a year when she met Mac.
Linda dated a lot and brought a few guys home overnight. Most were Wall Street types. Some were single, some were not. Linda had no problems with a married man, she jokingly referred to herself as a slut making no apologies for her fun. I on the other hand had had two dates the previous year both that went nowhere. Sexually it had been almost two years.
When Linda met Mac, she changed a great deal. Mac was a very different guy than what she dated. He was a blue collar type, bossed her around (nobody bossed Linda around) and was black. He told her what to do, what to wear, and after two months, moved in our home. He was borderline abusive, but Linda went along with it. I overheard her say to her friend that it was "what she needed".
And in bed they were loud and raunchy. I would hear them from my room down the hall. I heard him call her names, spank her. (I sometimes snuck her
vibrator
when she wasn't home and I found really kinky outfits, dog collars, and handcuffs.
During the rainy days, Mac didn't work leaving me home alone with him until the afternoon when I went to work. He treated me kindly differently than his girlfriend. He was actually gentlemanly. He also smoked a lot of pot. Alot. He only did it when she wasn't home and I wondered if she even knew. He always offered it to me and I always declined. Except one spring day I did not. I was done with finals and to celebrate I decided to get high with him.
I got very stoned that early morning. I was dressed in my college hood and pajama pants. I had no panties or bra as I didn't have a chance to do wash during finals. My hair was stringy and a mess. I didn't shower that morning. We were pretty stoned as I leaned over on the coffee table to do a bong hit and my sweatshirt rode up slightly revealing a little bit of an ass cracked that Mac
noticed immediately.
"Baby girl", he said "you going commando?" I explained to him I didn't have the chance to do wash when he replied, "that is dangerous to do in front of a brother. Dayum"
I laughed at him, and felt a little embarrassed, he had never talked to me in that way. I always heard him saying sexual innuendos with Linda but not me! I sat back and I noticed his eyes were still on my backside. We were both baked. He rambled on, " a pale white girl like you, you got to have brothers hitting on you especially in that outfit you have to wear. I know I would".
I laughed, "a few times I guess."
"You need to get yourself with a brother, Meg, give them a little sumpin sumpin. You like the brothers?"
"I guess, I don't know I've never dated a black man."
He laughed, "With those creamy white breasts in those uniforms" he paused gazing at my beasts " wait you're not wearing a bra
either are you."
I snickered, "no".
"Dayum! Now your getting dick hard girl. Let me see them, just a second. I will give ten bucks. Cm on I won't tell."
I said no but he persisted so I found myself lifting my shirt up and showing off my tips to my roommates boyfriend.
"Dayum!", he reached out and grabbed them. I was a little too stoned to object but then pulled away giggling. I thought to head to room but then he said, "Baby girl you showed me so I will show you." He pulled down his sweatpants and out popped the biggest cock I had ever seen. It was well over eight inches thick and perfectly erect. I sat frozen on the couch admiring it. You can touch it, it won't bite". I touched it as if going to pet a strange dog. I put my hand around it, and my fingers weren't even long enough to get around it. I moved my hand away but he grabbed my wrist.
"You can't leave a brother hanging, you need to take care
of daddy babygirl". He took my arm pulling me close to him aggressively my elbow on his thigh my hand back on his cock. Then he kissed me.
I know, I know. He was my roommates boyfriend. A roommate I called my aunt. A roommate who took me in when I was almost homeless. I could blame it on it on the pot but the truth is he could have had me without the pot. It had been so long, and between his package and his attention given.
His hand went under my sweats as his strong fingers worked inside my cunt. I was a little embarrassed as he pawed my pussy as I hadn't shaved or trimmed my pussy hair in months. I am a dark haired brunette 5ft4 about 115 pounds and hairy to begin with. He was fingering a rug.
He pulled off my sweats and knelt down in front of me and went down on my cunt, my coarse hair already matted with my fluids. I came in seconds the feeling of someone, anyone going down me for the first time in a long time made me squirt a little.
He then entered me kneeling on the floor my legs spread on Lindas leather couch. I was tight and he was big and it took awhile to get it in even half the way. He kept asking me if I liked it and made me repeat what he said like "you like to get ducked by your big black daddy?" "Yes fuck me big black daddy."
Then he sat on the couch making me climb on top of him. He swatted me in my behind. "You better take all that nigga cock baby girl if you know what is good for you". I lowered myself on his cock and within a few minutes his balls were slapping my cunt lips my pussy stretching to accommodate. He pulled my hair and sensing it excited me did it more asking me "do you like that bitch?" Then I felt his hot cum shoot into my vagina, as it set me off to cum once more. We then laid there on the couch naked sweating and full of each others juices.
"You won't say anything right?" I said I wouldn't and he replied "good girl".
And he left me there naked and full of his jizz. And I felt bad, very bad. (To be continued)
