My name is Nicole and I’m from Brazil. I’m also called
Nica, my family nickname. Even though I was born and
raised in Rio de Janeiro my parents are both European.
I’m living and going to school in this country at the
moment. I’m twenty-one years old and I’ve been told I’m
pretty. I know that I’m a little plump at five feet two
inches tall, but I have huge boobs and that is more
than enough to attract a LOT of guys! I’d like to have
a better tan, but my skin is really pale. My face, with
large dark brown eyes, is also cute, but with boobs
like mine, large 32 G cups, it is just hard for guys to
look at my eyes, they do always ‘talk to the tits’ when
around me.
For some bizarre reason I feel compelled to tell my
story. A story that started out as just a fantasy. I
live off campus in an apartment complex for students.
One evening a few months ago I happen to walk passed a
ground floor apartment and as I did I glanced in and
what I saw made cold chills run all over my body.
Inside in the semi-darkness I saw a couple having sex
on the living room floor. She was white and he was
black. Although the light was poor I could see them
plainly. He was on top of her and I could also see his
dick going in and out of her. Through the closed window
I could hear her moaning and begging him to fuck her
harder. I don’t know if that was even possible.
I stood still and watched for several minutes with
every instinct screaming at me to not look. Decency
required me to avert my eyes and to not be a voyeur,
but I didn’t move. My feet seemed rooted to the spot.
It is quite common to see interracial couples in
Brazil, but my parents are very conservative Europeans
and don’t like the thought of me, their little
princess, to date a negro. By the way, Negro is an
acceptable word in Brazil. I have seen some of my
friends with black guys and it has always had the
feeling of ‘wrong’ in a naughty and exciting way, I
admit I had some fantasies about it and now I am seeing
it in person!
Standing in the light of a street light, I knew I was
plainly visible should either of them look toward the
window. Even with that knowledge I stood and watched as
the black man serviced the white woman. Watching them I
felt my nipples stiffen and grow hard. I could feel
moisture forming from deep within my pussy.
While I watched the man repositioned his partner so
that she was on her knees, her head facing the window.
Now either one of them only had to raise their eyes
slightly to see me watching, yet I stayed still and
watched. This act of perversion was so unlike me
because I’m basically a shy person. It was totally
unlike me to intrude on anyone’s privacy.
It was a surprise when I realized that my fingers were
playing with my nipple while I watched the couple
inside. I jerked my hand away, but it returned as if it
had a mind of it’s own. I looked back inside and saw
the young woman looking directly at me. I had been
seen! That knowledge shocked me into action and I
hurried away from the spectacle, my face flaming red. I
hurried on to my own apartment and splashed cold water
on my hot face. I was shaking like a leaf from the
carnal act I had witnessed. Maybe from being caught,
also.
Try as I might, I couldn’t get the vision of the
interracial couple out of my mind. At night when I
closed my eyes to sleep I could see them rutting like
animals. I fought the vision for a few nights and gave
up and enjoyed it by fingering myself to many orgasms
over the next few days.
My apartment is two buildings away from where I
witnessed the black and white couple. While I hadn’t
recognized either of them I made it a point to avoid
that building for nearly a week. I even walked two
blocks out of my way several times.
It was the following weekend that I had occasion to
actually meet the female half of the couple. I was in
the laundry doing my weekly wash. I was reading a
textbook while my clothes were drying and hadn’t seen
her come in.
I was only vaguely aware that someone had sat beside
me, but I didn’t look to see who it might be.
“Hi, did you enjoy the show?” a woman’s voice said
beside me. For a moment I didn’t realize that she was
speaking to me.
“Pardon me,” I said looking up at her. I recognized her
immediately because her lust filled face was imprinted
on my mind.
“I asked if you enjoyed the show Monday night,” she
said smiling at me. “You looked like you did.” I wanted
to leap to my feet and rush out of the laundry room but
I couldn’t make my body obey my brain’s command. I
could feel my face heating rapidly as the blood flowed
to it. “Why didn’t you come in so you could see
better?” I was aware that my mouth was moving but there
was no sound from me. “Ike does love an audience,” the
woman continued. I realized that she wasn’t angry at me
and I started to relax a little. Not much, but some.
“I’m so sorry,” I managed to utter. “I did not mean to
spy on you. I was just….”
“Hey, don’t worry about it,” the woman said laying a
hand on my arm. “Like I said, Ike likes to be watched,”
she laughed. “I suppose I do too or I would have closed
the curtains. My name is Jody.”
“Hello, Jody. I’m Nicole, Nicole Bokelli. I’m called
Nica, and honestly, I usually don’t peek in windows.” I
answered with my voice showing my heavy accent, I have
trouble with it when I’m nervous.
“Hey, don’t fret about it,” the woman said with a
laugh. “Maybe I can watch you get it on sometime and
we’ll be even.” I didn’t know if she was speaking in
jest or not, but her words sent a tingle through my
body. I couldn’t do that…could I? “Where are you
from, Nica?” she asked. I told her that I was from
Brazil. “Ah, the land of dark men and hot women. I’ve
seen pictures of the carnival. Hot stuff.”
“I suppose so,” I muttered. “I never thought about it,”
“Did you like what you saw?” I nodded quickly, my face
hot from the embarrassment I felt. My first inclination
was to deny it, but that didn’t seem like the right
thing to do.
“Yeah, I thought you did,” Jody said laughing and
giving me a friendly punch in the ribs. “You stayed for
a long time, didn’t you?” Again I nodded my head. “Have
you ever fucked a black man?” I shook my head quickly.
She laughed at my shyness. “But you have thought about
it haven’t you?” She didn’t wait on my answer. “There’s
nothing like having a hard black cock in your pussy.
Ike isn’t the only black man I fuck. I’ve never met a
black cock I didn’t like,” she laughed again.
“Actually, I never met a cock of any color I didn’t
like. However, black is my color of choice. Ike is
probably my favorite. He can fuck forever.”
I knew my face was bright red. I wanted to flee from
this crude talking person. I looked around to see if
there was anyone close enough to overhear Jody.
Fortunately we were the only people in the laundry
room.
“Why don’t you come over to my place tonight around
eight o’clock and see me and Ike up close and personal?
We’ll have some wine and…”
I didn’t answer her. I don’t know why, but her
suggestion nearly put me into a panic. I muttered
something about class, grabbed my clothes, and
practically ran out. All that afternoon I told myself
over and over again that I wasn’t a pervert. That I
wasn’t a voyeur and that I didn’t need to watch someone
else have sex to get my thrills. I had boyfriends and
if I wanted sex I could have any number of men. Deep
down inside I knew I would go to Jody’s apartment. No
amount of inter-pleading or discussion would change it.
I would go and I knew it.
***
I arrived at Jody’s apartment a little after eight and
rang the bell. I told myself that I was there for the
wine she offered. Nothing more than that. I knew I was
lieing to myself, but I was comfortable with the lie.
The door opened a crack and I saw Jody’s eye peering
out at me and then the door opened wide.
“I knew you would come,” she said grinning at me. “I
just knew you would. Come on in and have a seat.”
“I followed her into the living room. My eyes went
first to the windows and I breathed a sigh of relief.
The curtains were closed. Immediately after checking to
see if I could be seen, I looked at the man sitting on
the sofa. Ike, I assumed. That night I hadn’t actually
seen much of him except that he was a large man and
black.
Ike was, as I said, a large person, tall from what I
could tell while he was sitting, and heavy. His head
was completely bald and light from the lamp reflected
from it. In the better light I saw that in spite of the
scars on his face, he was handsome. Maybe not so much
handsome as imposing or interesting looking.
I suppose I should describe Jody. She isn’t beautiful,
but very pretty. Her hair is a dark blonde and short.
She is a bit taller than I am. Five foot five or
thereabouts. Nice figure by any standard. Her breasts
are nowhere as large as mine, but nice. I could see
most of her breasts because her shirt was open. Her
appearance indicated that she and Ike hadn’t waited on
me to get started.
“Ike, this is Nica. Nica, this big fellow is Ike,” Jody
said dropping down close beside Ike. “Make yourself at
home, Nica. We were just making out a little. Help
yourself to the wine there beside you.” I saw the full
glass of red wine. Apparently she was more sure of my
arrival than I had been. Hands trembling, I managed to
take a sip of the wine without spilling it. When I
looked back at Jody and Ike they were in a tight
embrace.
Ike made short work of Jody’s shirt. He shoved it off
of her shoulders and grabbed her breast. It was without
a doubt the most erotic thing I had even witnessed.
Even more erotic than seeing them through the window.
His black hand on her pale breast, putting and
caressing her coral colored nipple, was driving me
crazy. I immediately began to get wet and my nipples
spiked into pebble like hardness.
With practiced ease, Ike pushed her pants down. Jody
accommodated him by lifting her butt up so he could
completely remove them. It was surreal watching the big
black man mauling the smaller naked woman’s breast and
pussy. It was like watching a very high resolution DVD,
only much better. I was literally squirming in my seat.
When Jody unzipped his pants and took his cock out I
sat completely straight up. Ike’s wasn’t the first
penis, but it was the first black cock it had seen up
close. It was beautiful! In Jody’s white hand it looked
even larger than I remembered.
Jody stroked the ebony beauty and it grew even larger
and stiffer. When she bent her head to take his manhood
into her mouth I felt something I had never felt
before. I felt raw jealously. It was as if she was
taking something that belonged to me and for an instant
I hated her. It only lasted a moment and reason came
back to me. Jody was sharing something with me, not the
other way around.
For several minutes, while Jody licked and sucked the
black pole, I was afraid to blink for fear I might miss
something important. I had both of my breasts in my
hands and I didn’t care that they could see me. I had
to stroke my painfully hard nipples to ease the
throbbing. I realized that my bra was in my way and I
quickly removed my blouse and bra so that I could get
to my breasts easier.
I never did anything like that, I’m usually quite
bashful, one of the ‘good girls’ around. Never in my
life I’ve ever considered to sit topless in someone
else’s apartment watching such an erotic show and
touching myself like that, but that night it seemed
just…well, it felt right…natural. I was too excited
to actually think about it, all I wanted was some
release for the sheer horniness.
“Magnificent,” I heard a heavily accented male voice
say. I looked and Ike was watching me fondle my bare
boobs. “Stunning breasts,” he said. Jody glanced up at
me, smiled, and went back to her task of sucking the
gorgeous cock. “Jody, have you ever seen such a pair of
titties as hers?” Ike asked. “Come over here little
one. I must taste them.”
I sat, stunned. He wanted to taste my boobs and I
couldn’t even move! At Ike’s urging Jody removed her
lips from his cock and came across to where I sat
immobile.
“You do have a great rack, Nica,” Jody said setting
down on the arm of my chair. I flinched when she
reached over and caressed my breast. No woman had ever
touched my breasts. Not even my mother since I had
developed them.
I had realized for sometime that I was curious about
sex with another woman, but had never acted on that
curiosity. Her hand on my breast felt wonderful and I
had a small climax with her playing with my sensitive
nipples. First one nipple then the other one. My
breathing was rapid and shallow and I was afraid I
might faint. She didn’t give me time to pass out. She
stood, pulled me to my feet, and propelled me across
the floor to where Ike waited. She removed my skirt and
panties on the way. Ike had gotten completely naked
while Jody played with my boobs.
I know I should have stopped it, but it just felt too
good. His eyes on me made me just too excited and I was
miles away from home anyway… no one would ever know,
why not make something wild in my college years? I
rationalized it would be my little secret in the
future, no big harm here, and let things go on with a
moan of approval.
Jody pushed me down beside the naked black god and I
hardly got seated before he had his black lips on one
of my nipples. I came with a rush at the very first
touch of his hot mouth.
I was a study in mixed emotions. There was fear, lust,
bewilderment, and most of all I couldn’t believe it was
happening to me. Every instinct told me I shouldn’t he
there. That I shouldn’t be lying naked in the arms of a
black stranger. That his lips and teeth shouldn’t be on
my nipples, causing me such wonderful, blissful pain.
Ike pulled his lips from my rock-like hard nipple and
mashed his face to mine, his tongue forcing my mouth
open to accept it. I had never felt shut passion, such
powerful erotic feelings. I was consumed by desire. I
wanted…I needed to be taken by the powerful black
man.
Until I felt her hands on my ankles, I had completely
forgotten all about Jody. While Ike used his tongue and
his lips on my mouth, Jody separated my legs and lifted
them high to give Ike hand access to my throbbing
pussy.
I came again when his finger found my clitoris. I was
so wet he had no difficulty putting a finger into me. I
started quivering as if I had a fever and I felt
another orgasm coming. From somewhere far off I heard
Jody tell Ike to remove his finger and when he did I
felt her mouth on my pussy.
I wanted to protest. I wanted to demand that she stop,
but I couldn’t speak with Ike’s tongue in my mouth. I
could only moan as Jody pushed my legs farther apart to
give her total access to my most private parts.
Whatever protests I had attempted, died as she licked,
kissed and bit my pussy. Even if I had wanted to I
couldn’t have stopped the blinding, earth shaking
climax that slammed into me.
“Fuck the Brazilian bitch, Ike,” Jody told the man,
lifting her wet face from me. “Give her what she came
for. Fuck her cunt until she screams.” She still held
my legs open and Ike and she turned me around on the
sofa.
Ike wasted no time getting in position between my legs
which looked even whiter than normal by contrast to his
midnight black skin.
“I-I…Ohhh! I-Ike… I-I never… not with a black
man…” I tried to speak, to complain. I was called bad
names and treated like a slut, but I just could do
nothing more than moan and stutter as I let him handle
me.
“I have her legs,” Ike said, his voice low and husky.
“Put my cock in her pussy, Jody. You should have the
honor since you found her for me.”
Jody used his heavy thick penis as a toy. She
maneuvered it up and down my wet slit. She used it like
a hammer on my swollen and puffy clit. I was a seething
caldron of passionate lust.
“Tell me what you want, Nica,” Jody said.
“Please,” I whimpered.
“Please what?” Jody asked, grinning broadly at me.
“Please…put…it… in me,” I managed to say my
English worsening by the second. “Please!” I screeched
at her. I hated being tormented like she was doing to
me. I lifted my hips toward his glistening manhood.
“Okay, since you asked so nicely,” Jody said. She put
the tip of Ike’s cock at the entrance of my pussy. I
tried to raise myself more, but I couldn’t get any
higher. I looked up at Ike’s face and saw that he was
looking at me with a cruel expression on his scared
face. I suddenly realized that it was not random
scaring. The scaring had been deliberate. “Tell Ike to
fuck you,” Jody added.
“Fuck me, Ike,” I said in a low weak voice. I cleared
my throat and said it again louder. “Fuck ME!”
When he slid his cock in me I saw a flash of bright
red. Suddenly he was all the way inside me and
everything became still and silent. Time stopped moving
and all sound disappeared. The whole world was centered
between my legs and deep inside my pussy. There was
nothing else, nothing that mattered. “YES! Fuck my
Brazilian cunt you big black man!” I shouted, the words
spilling from my mouth and it sounded as if someone
else was saying it.
Ike was considerate enough to let me adjust to his size
before he started fucking me hard. My head rested on
the arm of the sofa so I could see his cock in me. I
could see when he slowly withdrew it, shinny from my
juices. I watched in fascination as he plunged it back
in me.
Suddenly, on the third or forth stroke, everything that
had been silent and still became a kaleidoscope of
sight and sound. Ever fiber of my body was tuned to
what he what doing to me. I could even taste his
fucking in my mouth.
Over then next fifteen minutes Ike fucked me on the
sofa. Sometimes slow and easy and sometimes fast and
furious. I must of had a dozen orgasms, but it was
impossible to keep up with because they came one right
on top of the next one.
After a while, Ike picked me up and carried me to a bed
where he started all over again. I was aware that Jody
came into the bedroom with us, but I couldn’t focus on
her then. I was too busy being fucked like never
before.
I have no clear concept of time but I think it was
about an hour later that Ike erupted his seed in me for
the last time. It wasn’t his first cum, but it was by
far the heaviest in terms of amount of semen. I felt it
burst into me in a gush of hot cum.
I lay there on the bed, unable to move for several
minutes. I opened my eyes when I felt the bed move.
Jody was kneeling beside me on the bed.
“Did my poor baby get her cunt fucked good?” she asked
softly. “Is Nica’s pussy all slimy with a black man’s
cum?” She took both of my breasts and mashed them
together. She lowered her head and put her mouth over
both of my nipples. Using her teeth she lightly nipped
first one nipple then the other. I could feel the
passion rising within me again.
Jody put her hand down and cupped my battered pussy and
before I knew it she had two fingers in me while her
thumb teased my clit. My hips were jerking
involuntarily. She was reviving my cooling ardor.
“Now Nica has to repay my kindness,” Jody whispered in
my ear. “Nica is going to eat my pussy, aren’t you?”
She swung her leg over me and put her pussy down to my
mouth. I didn’t know what to do. It was all so foreign
to me and for a moment I did nothing. I lay still, my
mouth closed tight trying not to breath the musky sent
of her.
“No…no, please. I-I ne-never… I never ate pussy!” I
answered making a disgusted face. It wasn’t until her
fingers found my clitoris again that I moved. She
grasped it between thumb and forefinger and squeezed
hard. My scream was muffled by her body.
“Eat my cunt, you bitch or I’ll jerk your clit
completely off,” I heard her say. I opened my mouth and
gave her slit a tentative lick. Jody eased the pressure
on my clit but kept her fingers on it to remind me of
my duty to her. After a few minutes I overcame my
reluctance and ate her as well as I could. I knew the
instant before she reached climax. Her pussy quivered
beneath my tongue.
Jody took me to her shower and helped me wash the
accumulated fluids from my body. While we showered
together she changed back into “nice” Jody. She washed
me gently and used a disposable douse to clean Ike’s
cum from my pussy.
“Did you like your first black experience?” she asked
while toweling me dry.
“Y-yes… yes I loved it.” I blushed as I said the
words. It was a great deal more that loving it. It had
been my first good sexual experience and my first real
orgasm with a man.
“I’m so happy, Nica,” she said hugging my naked body
close to hers. “Now you are mine. You will be my
plaything and you will get a lot of big black meat for
your little white pussy. This was only the beginning of
your education.”
I made no comment to her claim on my person. I knew she
was just being silly. As it turned out, she was
entirely correct. I did become her plaything. I was
hers to do with as she saw fit.
During the day I’m a straightforward student, learning
as much as I can. But at night, when Jody calls me, I’m
a slut for a whole group of black men. Some are
students but many are not. I became aware that Jody was
charging the men a lot of money to fuck me, but frankly
I don’t care. I’ve been fucked by one black man and
other times I’ve enjoyed several at one time. It is
almost as if I have no will to tell Jody no. I can’t
seem to help myself. When she tells me to fuck, I fuck.
When she tells me to eat her, I eat her.
If only I had kept walking on passed that window and
had not looked in. On the other hand I would have not
known the delight of hard black cock or the extreme
pleasure a woman could provide.