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I have other scenes... MANY other prompts in my profile. Feel free to reach out with others if you are interested. This is the first part of a longer scene, but I'd like to play the beginning a bit more seductive before it gets to the dirty white whore part.
Background
I've always been the good girl next door. Sweet, kind, I'm not overly hot, or even if I am, I'm far too oblivious to realize it. I mostly dress as a mixture of a tomboy attempting to be girly. I've always been artistic, and the black sheep of the family being more liberal and open minded than most. So when I look back at the choices I've made over the past few months, I barely recognize myself. I met Jason in college and he was perfect in every way. He's kind, sweet, loving, caring. My parents love him, I'm in love with him that's why I married him! So you'll understand why this is so far from my 'norm'.
I sigh as I look at my phone seeing another message from Jason, my husband as of 6 months ago. Everything was great till he got this new job. I sigh wondering what to say. I'm wearing a little tight fitting top squeezing my natural 34Ds, I have a huge big smile, bright blue eyes. I have a bubbly round ass from my polish heritage and a pale freckled skin like most gingers. I have some curly hair falling down to my mid back. I've always been stacked but I never tried to show it off. Hell I did my best to hide my tits, for being teased about them most of my life.
Personal Trainer / Gym:
I was going to go to the gym to release some steam but not really sure if that'll help. Jason got a new job and he's been leaving me by myself longer and longer which has started to annoy me more and more. Each trip is getting longer and this last one is on the 6 month mark before he'll be able to come back.
I was about to pull on my yoga pants then change my mind and take off my "good girl" panties and slip on the lacy thong I've recently purchased and then pull the tight fitting black yoga pants. Fuck....that IS hotter!
I've been going to the gym more since I keep getting frustrated with my own hubby and hired a personal trainer named Marcus. He's a total flirt and tease and honestly been a god send. He's one of the first few 'black' men I've interacted with. I miss having a man's hands on me and these lessons have been my cheap replacement to my hubby.
...... a few weeks later ....
I smile as I see Marcus' email. We've been texting nonstop since I started seeing him. I just got done with my daily masturbation. Well one of multiple ones. I've noticed I've stopped day dreaming about Jason and instead mostly think about Marcus.
"Hey sweets, how was your date?" We've become friends.. and I LOVE it. I hate that I know so few people in the area. My outfits have gotten from conservative to borderline scandalous. The last time I went to work out with Marcus I was wearing a pair of booty shorts and a sports bra. I LOVE his hands on me. Hell it's the only way I get through the day.
"Urgh.. I'll tell you later. We still on for the movie tonight? Don't forget to do your squats! Can't lose that fine ass"
"Haha, sure. Yeah tonight is good. All the Sushi you can eat courtesy of Jason"
We get food and put on a scary movie as I feel his strong arms around me. I'm wearing a short little black skirt and low cut top. Getting far too comfortable around him I think. My tiny little figure wrapped around his arms, as he pulls me in keeping me safe from the scary movie all the while his cock is slowly teasing me. The little thong doing little to hide anything and my skirt has shifted long ago that he's basically just rubbing his cock against my ass.
"So how was your date then?"
"Oh....shitty. I just hate when I date white girls who talk up a big game but just can't handle that big black cock" I hear him say. His hot breath brushing against my neck making me purr. "Not every girl's got your ass Amy" he says with his powerful arms over my toned abs, pulling me closer. His cock has been throbbing and rubbing up against me. Getting some compensation prize out of my fat white ass.
"It's too bad you're married....." he whispers in my ear letting his hot breath wash over me. His muscular dark frame towering over me. Planting a seed of what could be.
Too bad I think to myself. God I sooo wish I wasn't right now....
Kinks/TLDR: Long term, love to be turned into a little toy as I get to experience all the fun naughty debauchery that Marcus OR ANY other black older or younger or other ethnicity can introduce me. In dire need of primal alpha males that can help me explore some D/s elements.
I'd like to develop this as a fall from grace where each encounter gets more and more intense and my sexual adventure turn me from the good girl who dabbles on the line, had crossed the line and jumped head first into the ravine. Turning into the absolutely best fucking whore and lay you'd ever imagine. I will do the things that will make a whore blush!! (eventually)
I wrote this up where I'm being corrupted by a personal trainer, I'm happy to explore a work adventure, a boss, my swim coach, and so many other angles. I love age gaps, so older and younger are very hot to me!
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