Adventures in Black and White

Adventures in Black and White

by

CC Sissy

A recent story on this site, titled "Landlord," reminded me of a
situation my wife, Laura, and I were in a few years ago. I had
decided to change career paths and so went back to school to get
an M.A. in my new field. In order to economize during the two
years we were going to be, essentially, living off savings, we
took a marginally seedy apartment. Our landlord, Ray, was a big
black man about 50. He was divorced and habitually horny, and he
often sort of hit on my wife. (Laura was perhaps 20 years younger
than him, 5'5" and 125 pounds, cute, with very light brown hair.
She was also a thorough bluestocking and something of a feminist
besides.)

As time passed, he became bolder, leering at her even when I was
right there, suggesting that "even a high-class white gal" like
her "prolly knew jes' what to do" to get the rent reduced. Laura,
of course, was much too "proper" for that. She always primly
changed the subject...but, along with her superior attitude,
there was invariably a bit of a blush and giggle.

And sometimes it seemed like she almost flaunted her well-educated
WASPishness in front of him.

And I never interfered with his advances, because, to tell you
the truth, we were having a lot of fun in bed fantasizing and
role-playing. Laura in particular had had a very lily-white life,
and, while neither of us was an out-and-out racist, we both found
it wonderfully exciting to imagine her submitting to Ray. Our
sex-life became increasingly "liberated" as we acted out those
scenarios.

But, after a while, playing at it began to lose its edge, and we
finally decided to do it for real. She would pretend that we
were short of money when next he came around to collect. And
just so it would be quite obvious what was going on, she'd be
wearing only a sheer white baby-doll nightie...without panties.

I'd be watching from a closet with a louvered door that was missing
a slat in just the right place.

On the appointed day, I was actually trembling as I prepared to
take my place in the closet. We'd planned for me to sit there
naked, but I was already so close to cumming, that I thought I'd
better put my underpants back on. But Laura giggled and insisted
it would be "appropriate" if I wore a pair of her panties....

So I did.

Once I was ensconced, I found it was exciting watching Laura
as she fidgeted nervously. I could tell that, despite her
apprehension, she was getting more and more turned on. (As was
I. My cock was beginning to throb inside the silky panties.)

Then, finally, there was a knock on the door. Ray had come to
collect. Laura opened the door and invited him in. His look
of surprise at how she was dressed quickly turned into an outright
leer. He sat down with his legs spread. There was already a
sizable lump in his pants.

Laura cleared her throat. "Um...s-sir.... We...um...had some
unexpected expenses, a-and we just don't h-have the rent money
right now.... But...you HAVE said that...well...that we --
the two of us...you a-and me -- might...um...work something out."

He grinned. "Maybe so. What d'you have in mind, exac'ly?"

"Any-anything you want, Ray."

"Call me 'sir.' I like that. Makes it clear who's in charge here."

"Yes, sir. I-I'm s-sorry."

"ANYTHING I want?" Her submissiveness was obviously encouraging
him.

"Y-yes, sir.... Anyth-anything.... Whatever you say."

"An' I say get naked. That nightie's nice, but I wanna see what
you got to offer."

Laura shed the baby-doll and stood submissively in front of him.
She was already sweating.

"Putcher hands on yer head an' turn around...slow."

She blushed hotly, but obeyed.

Ray licked his thick lips and, without taking his eyes off of
Laura's nakedness, dropped his pants and stepped out of them.
Meanwhile, I had the most intense hardon that I could ever
remember.

"OK, girl, s'pose you kneel down here an' lower my shorts," Ray
grinned.

She obeyed and gaped at the size of his cock, which was now fully
erect and 8 or 9 inches long and maybe 2 inches thick (a hell of
a lot bigger than mine, at any rate). The color was also a bit
menacing, too -- very dark brown, shading into a purplish crimmister
at the tip.

"Like it?"

"Oh god! It's s-so big! I-I've ne-ver had anything like it...."

"You never had a black cock before?"

"N-no.... Oh, god!"

"You forget who's in charge here?"

"Oh, no...no, s-s-sir. YOU are in charge!"

"An' yer not nearly as stuck up now, are you?"

"No, sir."

"So, you wanna suck it?"

"Yes...."

"Then BEG for it."

"Please let me suck it, sir!"

"Suck what?"

"Your prick! Please let me suck your big, black cock! Please,
sir! I-I w-want it!"

"You my 'speshul white bitch?"

"Yes, sir...."

"Say it."

"I'm your white bitch, sir."

"That right, bitch. But firs'.... I ain't taken a shower or
changed my underpants in a while, an' my balls need a good
cleanin'. So you get yerse'f down there an' lick my sweaty
black balls 'til I tells you to stop...an' THEN I'll let you
suck my cock. An' do it like you LOOOOVE it."

He sat down again, and she went at it with enthusiasm, moaning
and slobbering as if his balls were absolutely delicious. At
first, I was surprised at what a good actress she was...but
then it dawned on me that she wasn't acting...and, at that
instant, I began cumming.

After a while, Ray took hold of her hair and lifted her head.
"Taste good?"

"Oh yes, sir. I love licking your balls!"

"Not so high an' mighty now, are you, girl?"

"No, sir.... I'm just a horny white bitch -- YOUR horny white
bitch.... Please let me suck your cock. I promise I'll swallow
every drop...."

"Holy crap!" I thought. My dick was getting hard again.

"Yeah, yeah," Ray said. "You gone get lots of practice goin' down
on me, bitch, so you might as well get started now...."

She began sucking his cock with great relish -- with far more
energy than she'd ever shown any time she'd blown me...and that
fact really excited me.

Laura went down on him like a "horny white bitch" in love with
black cock...sucking and nibbling, moaning, calling him "honey"
and "sir," twitching her butt as if she were in heat.... It
was fantastic!

After a while, she raised her head from his lap. "Please fuck me
now," she murmured.

He cupped his ear. "What?"

"PLEASE fuck me...SIR!"

"I allus fuck bareback."

"Please, sir.... I NEED it! M-my CUNT needs your cock!"

"OK, then. If that's true, go ahead an' stick it in."

She eagerly straddled him, pressing her tits against him as she
worked his big dick into her wet and welcoming cunt. It slowly
slid home, stretching her and bring an expression of ectasy to
her face.

And I had another orgasm.

"You gone hafta do all the work, girl," he grinned. "An' you best
get to it."

So she started bouncing up and down. Ray had unbelievable
control. Laura clearly had at least three orgasms before
he at last allowed himself to cum.

They rested for a few minutes, and then he pushed her off his lap
and told her to lick him clean.

Which she did...lovingly.

Afterward, he stood up and re-dressed. Then he took out his
receipt book, wrote something in it, and left the slip on the
mantle. He patted Laura's ass as if he owned it. "We gone
have us some gooood times from now on, won't we, girl?"

"Yes, sir. Thank you."

"Nex' time, I'll teach you 'bout butt-fuckin'. Ever had it up
the ass?"

"N-no, sir...."

"But you gotta do some cuckolds brownie to prove you really horny for me.
Firs', you shave yer crotch; I want that cunt and asshole
smoooth from now on. Second, throw away all yer bras an'
panties. Third, no jeans or any other kinda pants. Jus'
dresses -- short ones -- or t-shirts or tube tops with
mini-skirts."

"I promise I'll dress to please you, sir."

"Fucking right, bitch." He swaggered out, smirking.

After he was gone, I managed to stagger from the closet, dizzy
from having cum so much.

Laura looked at me blearily, a silly smile on her face. "I guess
he's the alpha dog around here, now, and I'm his bitch," she said,
wistfully.

"I know," I said.

"Looks like you enjoyed the show." She grinned at my cum-filled
panties.

"Very much."

"You liked watching us more than fucking me yourself?"

There was a pause.

"Yes," I finally answered.

"Much more?"

"Yes."

"And you do want to watch him fuck my virgin asshole, don't you?"

"Oh, yes. Please." (How quickly the tide turns.)

"Then...you've got to do some things to earn it."

"Wh-what things?"

"Well, those panties look cute on you...except you're too hairy."

"I haven't got a lot of hair, and it's light colored...."

"Even so, get rid of it...everything below the neck. OK?"

"Pubic hair, too?"

"Yep. Everything. I've got to get rid of mine, you know.
Besides, since I can't wear panties any more, you'll have to.
And I want them to look right." She giggled.

I started getting hard again.

We went to bed then, and I ate her into ***ness.

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It wasn't until next morning that I got around to reading the note
Ray had left. It said, "April rent: 1/13 paid."

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For the rest of our time there -- almost a year and a half -- Laura
"paid the rent" several times each week....

But that's another story.