Like all my tales this one is interracial. bm/ww. This story also deals with foot fetishism, power exchange, rimming, ass play, pegging, and other depraved acts of debauchery so if any of these acts offend you then please turn away otherwise enjoy this story that I came up with honoring the request of my #1 fan.
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"So how about swinging on by for old times' sake?" Brittni asked DeWayne as she fanned her toes dry, while holding the phone between her shoulder and ear. "I even painted my toes that sparkly plum color you love so much."
"Umm what happened to Jason? You know the so-called big man on campus."
"Ugh! I dropped that loser months ago. He was nothing but a pretty face. He never wanted to try anything new. I wish you could have seen the look on his face when I asked him how he felt about letting me play with ass, he pussed out big time, I even offered to let him play with mine too."
"Sounds like you snagged yourself a real manly man." DeWayne chuckled.
"Yeah yeah yeah rub it in why don't ya. So are you coming over or what? You know I hate begging."
"I know, but it's cute to hear you beg since you hate doing it . Anyway, why me though? I'm sure there are plenty of other guys that would be more than happy to play with you."
"Maybe, but I'm stressed and when I get stressed I get horny, and thanks to you a normal wham bam thank you mam is not going to cut it. I want a good, hard, no holes barred fuck. You know where my pussy is sore for days and I can barely remember my name. That's what I need right now." Brittni said with frustration laced into her voice.
"Did I just hear you say no holes or holds?" DeWayne said, trying to lighten the mood.
"Was that the only thing you heard? Some things never change, and for the record I said holes as in my mouth pussy and ass are all yours, just like that mouth and ass of yours is all mine."
"Umm wow okay then, thanks for making me feel like a piece of meat." DeWayne said while trying to keep from laughing.
"Oh stop acting like you don't like it, you know you love hearing me talk dirty."
"You know me so well."
"Yeah it's kinda hard to forget. You know, speaking of hard, I would love to be sucking on that big, hard cock of yours right now." Brittni said as she lowered her voice a few octaves.
"Yeah it has been a minute since we last hooked up." DeWayne said as his crotch started to stir at the thought of Brittni polishing his knob.
"Well all the more reason to come over here, I promise to make it a memorable reunion."
"Say no more, I'm on my way now." DeWayne said as his cock was now bursting at the seams to be set free.
"Alright see you soon babe." Brittni replied, while trying to suppress her glee as she hung up.
"Well looks like the little head wins again." DeWayne whispered to himself as the call ended.
DeWayne Washington and Brittni Elliot use to be friends with benefits a while back. They worked at a pharmacy together and would often be the only ones left to close. That's how they got to know one another on a personal level. At a glance they were as opposite as can be. DeWayne was a former athlete in high school. He was half way above the six foot mark with a dark almond complexion; and though he did not work out like he use to he was still built like a Mack truck. Brittni on the other hand was very petite with immaculate porcelain toned skin and a couple of inches past the five foot mark. She maintained a slender figure by following a strict weekly workout routine.
Appearance was not the only contrast between DeWayne and Brittni. There was also a seven year age gap; but it wasn't much of an issue because neither party thought the relationship would go past being casual, so there wasn't a fear of their friends judging them about the age or race difference.
During the course of hooking up, Brittni got to discover her dominant side and DeWayne explored his submissive side. They changed roles from time to time, so the sex never got one-sided and boring. Things eventually cooled off when DeWayne found employment elsewhere and Brittni caught the eye of Jason McIntosh, the star quarterback at the college she attended.
DeWayne not being in close proximity mixed with the Jason showing interest in her, led Brittni to put a halt on hooking up with DeWayne. They parted ways on good terms and spoke to each other ever so often, but as time went on they ceased communication all together.
When they first got together, Brittni was slightly star-struck by Jason, since almost every girl wanted him and every guy wanted to be him. But that soon faded, because Brittni eventually discovered Jason lacked substance. She was also turned off by his lack of sexual imagination and the minimal effort he put forth in the bedroom. Jason was used to just laying there and letting the girl do all the work.
One night at a party Jason got drunk with some of his friends and made out with another girl. Brittni pretended to be hurt when she found out, but she was actually relieved that cheated, because she could drop him and not feel bad about it. Jason made a few half-hearted attempts to reconcile, but they were unsuccessful.
As Brittni was on a break from Jason, her sexual frustration hit a fever pitch, and since she assumed most of the other guys on campus were like Jason if not similar, she decided to finally try to rekindle something with DeWayne.
Brittni had wanted to contact DeWayne several times before, even before calling it quits with Jason, but her pride and the fact that she knew DeWayne wasn't the type to sleep with another man's girl, kept Brittni from trying. But now all bets were off since she was single and in need of an itch to be scratched.
"Well here goes nothing." DeWayne said as he pulled up to the parking lot. He then checked his phone before getting out of the car because it had buzzed on the way to Brittni's.
"Come on in when you get here the door is unlocked." The message read.
"Damn, she don't waste time." DeWayne laughed to himself then made his way towards Brittni's apartment.
As he made it to Brittni's front door, DeWayne didn't bother knocking since he knew she was expecting him.
It had been quite some time since DeWayne had seen Brittni, but nothing had changed and she looked pretty as ever sitting on the couch with her legs draped over the arm.
"Fuck!" DeWayne grumbled as Brittni nonchalantly flexed her toes, enticing him to come closer.
"Like I said on the phone, I painted them just for you." Brittni smiled, as she caught DeWayne gawking at her toes.
"Well lucky me." DeWayne whispered hoarsely, as his voice got caught in his throat.
"Yes lucky you." Brittni repeated before hopping off of the couch and closing the distance between DeWayne and herself.
