"I want the brown one," I said to my friend, another white guy like me. We were in a bar, a loud one, so I had to lean toward him and enunciate loud and clearly. I never would have expected the "brown one" would be such a good listener, or so good at reading lips.

For you it was a girls night, a chance to get pretty, get drunk and dance. There were several of you, a group that made it safe as only another group could approach yours. As it happened, there were less of us guys than there were you women. Still, that didn't change the fact that...

"I want the brown one."

Free drinks were always good right? We bought plenty of those for you. My wallet would have to get an apology from my dick later. It would be worth it. It already was worth it when we started chatting, when, because of the noise, I had to lean in close to make sure you heard me and I heard you. We got close enough to touch, my arm on your slim back, my lips almost to your ear. We got close enough to smell each other, concoctions of cologne, perfume, sweat and pheromones.

One of my friends was focused on one of yours. He was a white guy going for a white girl, as was another pair. But of course...

"I want the brown one."

None of my friends tried for you, because even before we spoke each other I had claimed you like property.

I can't know why whatever I did worked. Was it thanks to alcohol alone? Were my jokes actually funny? Did you find white guys just that attractive? I wasn't going to think about it too hard once I got you home, once I got you out of that pretty dress and against the wall. I especially wouldn't think about it when I hauled your legs up off the floor and again my waist. Stark white fingers in dark thighs that rocked upward as I ground my body into yours through the last few pieces of clothing we had one.

I sucked on your breasts, on your milky brown tits of caramel that contrasted with my pink lips on them. My bright blue eyes grinning up at you as I sucked and bit one, and then the other while one of the hands I held you up with teased between your legs, petting the inside of your thigh where I held you just close enough to the "fun parts" to be exciting.

I didn't bother to think to ask either if it was big for you when I shoved it in your face. My white knuckles held nice handfuls of black hair as I fed it to you, as my white abdomen flexed in your face and the wall behind your head held you in place. I also didn't say how when I pulled it out of your dripping lips I ground forward to smear my dick across your face just so I could see how the wet trail would darken your skin even further.

Then we fucked, first on your back, forehead to forehead, brown eyes on blue with your bouncing legs in the air. My big white hands holding you at the waist with thumbs across your stomach. The wet slap of sweaty bodies filled the room, and your loud, accented moans were routinely cut off by my invading, tongue trying to colonize your throat and lips. My cock rammed into you like a flag being planted, even more so when I flipped you onto your hands and knees and tucked my elbow under your chin. My bigger, stronger body hunched over yours in full and trapping you in a choke hold. There I got to rest my lips in your black hair while I hammered your weighty, brown ass.

And when I finally finished, I did so on your back, wanting to see how the white globs stood out on your dark skin. I ran my tongue along your spine to lick up your sweat, like a big animal still growling behind you as we collapsed into our own mess for the night.

A bit of raceplay today folks! Can't deny I just enjoy a bit of body contrast, as don't we all? One avenue that could make this fun is starting with the day after, with her confronting him on the comment he made that he has no idea she heard. Does it lead to an argument? To a bit of rougher, morning sex with a bit more blatant racial tone to it? Does she pretend she doesn't know, while also flaunting her unique culture more to keep his attention? All sorts of avenues. As for other kinks, I do enjoy a bit of younger male/older female action, but am fine with somewhat equal ages as well. Older male/younger female is also doable, just not my preference. As for limits, I don't like anything explicitly violent/rapey, cruelty or violence in any form. I want some consensual flirty action with maybe a bit of dub-con occasionally.

Also I'm always down for just a chat too. Happy to just talk dirty about our kinks whether they be the race-related ones or not. Roleplay can be daunting sometimes, so don't feel bad about just sending me some dirty chats or something too and let's see if we mesh.