I protested, "This skirt is too short for these." "Trust me," Samantha said, "You will want to be wearing thigh highs. " "Yes," Candace whispered, clearly embarrassed by something as she looked directly at Samantha. " "It's time for you to reach the final frontier," Samantha said, as she put on a pair of white thigh highs. My thigh highs were beige and I couldn't get past the feeling that the colour of nylon somehow was significant, although the thought didn't make any logical sense.Samantha called a taxi and fifteen minutes later, another glass of wine downed, we were heading to The Pit.Summary: White lawyer turned into a submissive slut for black cock.Thanks: To MAB7991, Robert and goamz86 for editing.Note 1: This is a story of interracial sex between white women and black men.
"I wouldn't even know how to get on the horse again," I said, having not been in the dating scene since college.
" "Well-endowed, white women pleasing, black men," Samantha corrected, grabbing my hand and leading me to the bar.
She ordered shots for all three of us and a bottle of wine.
We need to get you back out there." "Tonight," Samantha added. I added, only kind of joking, "Which is two hours past my bedtime." "It's early," Samantha countered, still living the life of a college student even though she was in her forties. "Plus, I am not dressed to go to a bar." "I am not taking no for an answer," Samantha said, grabbing my hand and leading me to her bedroom. " "The Pit," Samantha answered, while going to her closet. "Heaven," Samantha answered vaguely, returning with a black leather skirt and a red blouse. I was the conservative one of the group by far and the outfit she was holding was definitely way too provocative for me.
I knew when Samantha had made up her mind that she wasn't going to change it. "She is not ready for The Pit," Candace said, clearly surprised by Samantha's choice. "Put it on," Samantha ordered, her usual in control attitude taking over. "Just try it on," Samantha said, her tone implying annoyance at my protest.