Bent over the hood of a 2014 Ford Escape, a young, dainty white girl was being ruthlessly and delightfully pounded by a strong, toned, dark skinned man, pistoning in and out her like clockwork in the abandoned parking lot. Her work outfit distinguished her from anyone else, as she wore a black polo, with buttons undone, plunging down her pale neckline and showing off her bouncing breasts. Black tights were dropped down to her ankles, alongside her cute, pink pair of panties, as her equally pink lips were currently being parted by the veiny dick, coating the beefy cock in her juices. Hee green apron lay on the asphalt, undone so the man could get a better hold of her soft, plush tits, the logo of Starbucks right on the front of the fabric. Her name tag was attached to it, reading ‘Elle,’ her cute little cap already thrown aside.

“Fuck me! Oh fuck! Fuck! Yes right there! Oh, god, yes!” She begs, the wet, squishy plaps of her pussy joining the symphony that was her horny moans and pleas, sounding almost like mac and cheese. Her pale ass clapped for the bigger man, clearly a fair bit older than her, one hand around her tits, another in her hair, bent over her. Regardless of anything she said, he kept drilling, whispering in her ear, his hefty balls clapping agaisnt her wet cunt. Off in the distance, the sun was only just rising on the quiet college town - a bustling city with cutting edge culture. Rocking the car back and forth, it didn’t take long for the man to rut deep inside her, groaning, as she squirted her brains out, going limp on her hood. Panting for breath, and oozing thick, white globs of seed, one harsh hand met her plump butt.

“I’d get back and get changed, bitch. I’ll open her up.” His deep, grizzled voice lets out, as he rubs his wet dick on her ass, before tugging up his pants and buttoning up his shirt. He wasn’t wearing any of the tacky branding or whatnot, and based on location, it seemed this place was a much… seedier version of ‘Starbucks.’ Serving the same beverages and snacks, they added another bit to their menu - bikini-wearing baristas. Mixing with the competitive nature of half-naked baristas, and the well-known brand, this city was probably the best place to test it. Still, the man was clearly of higher importance, either as an owner, or a manager. The girl nodded her head, shuffling her way to her car - a smaller Toyota Yaris, only a few spaces away.

Every day was like this in Louville. A result of erroneous government spending, lax lawmakers and curious politicians, as well as a slew of public speakers, protestors, and avid supporters, a town meant for race-mixing was established. Located in what is today known as Colorado, this town was an ideal location for interracial-lovers to come reside, all to try out a more… laid back style of living.

—————

Hope you enjoyed my prompt! This obviously has a lot more ‘porn logic’ stuff going on within it, but it’s basically meant to be a ‘dystopian’ (or utopian, depending how you see it) city where raceplay and interracial is as common as sliced bread! Of course, that’s not omitting races besides white females and black males, but the general premise resides around that dynamic, making it uber unrealistic. If this is too out of left field and weird for you, feel free to find another one of my prompts, or tweak it for your comfort. If not, just move on and relax~

if by any chance you’re interested in playing either one, or multiple roles in this ‘fantasyland,’ feel free to DM me! I’d love anyone and everyone to talk to! would love to help explain the world to you, and craft up a wonderful and dynamic roleplay that certainly feels vibrant! from the university, to the bank, to the apartment complexes, to the park, to… shit, anything!

hope to see those envelopes~