Black Curiosity - Censored!

by Melissa Dubban

  Tiffani found her hand creeping into her pajamas and running over her slit. I can’t believe how wet I am listening to this! she mused. Why does this turn me on so much? Is it just because I am still horny from this afternoon or is there something more to it all? As the blonde slowly rubbed her clit, she listened to Sarah and Derrick’s exchange.

  “So, bad girl, where’d you get this movie?”

  “My mom had it hidden. The movie title Eighteen & Interracial sounded so naughty that I had to watch it and now I can’t think about anything but big, black men.”

  “You want my black dick in you, Jenny? Huh? Tell me you want it.”

  “Oooh, you know I do, Derrick. Fuck my little white pussy with your black cock. OOH YES! Stick it in!”

  Tiffani held the phone on her shoulder and quickly typed in “18 AND INTERRACIAL MOVIE” into her web browser. Up popped several links for adult websites that sold DVDs. She hesitated for a couple minutes, realizing that this would be the first x-rated site she had ever visited. She had seen bits and pieces of x-rated movies before at parties or as part of a joke at a girlfriend’s house, but she never watched them. Porn was demeaning to women and she didn’t want to support that industry. But listening to Sarah getting pounded over the phone by some well hung black man had gotten Tiff’s interest and tempted her curiosity. She clicked the one of the links.

  The DVD cover featured a blonde girl and several other younger girls in the corners. On the back cover it showed a giant black penis inside a pigtailed girl’s mouth. The male organ was long and thick and dark and stood in steep contrast to Greg’s penis. Tiffani pulled her pajama pants off completely and started rubbing her clit hard and fast, her cell phone pressed against her ear as she eavesdropped on the forbidden sexual grappling on the other end.

  “Ooooh, yeah,” Sarah moaned, “Fuck me like the dirty little white girl I am!”

  Tiffani couldn’t hold back anymore and orgasmed with her eyes glued to the black cock on the computer screen. It was unlike anything she had ever seen and wondered if Sarah had told the truth about how she found the DVD. Was it something Sarah’s mom owned? Or Jenny’s mom? She set the phone down on her desk and scrolled through the description of the movie, noting a button that said SCREEN SHOTS. Up popped picture after picture of African American men having sex with Caucasian girls. While she didn’t find anything wrong with it ‘intellectually’, there was something quite forbidden about it all and Sarah’s activities had piqued her interest. She continued to search through the various links, one window opening up after another showing one big black cock after another. The minutes ticked by as she alternated her adult site searches with listening to her girlfriends filthy talk.

  “…Make me want black cock from now on…

  …Fuck my white pussy with your big black dick in my daddy’s bed.”

  “You like that black dick, huh? How you think your daddy would like it knowin’ his little princess was getting’ some black cock in his own bed?”

  “Oh, he’d be so mad at me. But I don’t care, Derrick. Tonight I’m your little white girl to do whatever you want with. Turn me into a black dick loving slut!”

  Tiffani watched a 30 second interracial movie clip played across her laptop screen as she listened to the phone. Her fingers were back on her clit and she was getting ready to cum again. It was the naughtiest thing she had ever fantasized about but it was so compelling, so addictive, and so barbarous. It was everything her boyfriend Greg was not and Tiffani couldn’t stop herself. She clicked PLAY over and over again, watching a white girl’s pussy stretching around an enormous black cock. Her legs stretched out under her desk and she squeezed her toes involuntarily when she came again. She listened to Sarah enviously and couldn’t believe that her petite little friend was the lucky recipient of such a powerful lover. Why can’t Greg be big like that? Why should Sarah have all the fun? I bet I can have fun as long as she does…

  Tiff plunged her fingers into her nineteen year old hole and pleasured herself in a way she never had. Her two fingers between her blonde haired pussy lips tried to keep up with the sexual sounds over the phone while she scrolled through more and more interracial pictures. One cock was so black and veiny and sexy looking and she studied it hungrily. Was this what is meant to ‘go black’? Could just an image of a big dark looking cock do that to a girl? No, it’s impossible. But even just considering the prospect made her so turned on that she sped up her masturbation, eager to cum again, eager to relieve the tension, and desperate for that sense of release so she could break the spell cast by the forbidden sexual act. She rubbed her clit and fingered herself simultaneously and felt her pussy squeezing her digits as she came.

  The guilt was immediate as she realized she had fantasized about somebody other than her boyfriend all night long, and two nights in a row as well! This was not good for her or her relationship and it couldn’t be any better for Sarah. What if she was caught? What if Sarah’s mom found out about her new black boyfriend? How would the other girls react if they found out? She hung up the phone.

  DISCONNECTED 113 MINUTES

  Full Turn

  “Are you sure it is okay to be in here?” Tiffani asked nervously as the two girls entered the Stanwick house, dropping their book bags by the front door.

  “Duh, they gave me the key, Tiff,” Sarah held up the keychain as she walked into the bedroom. “Besides, it’s the quietest place to study. The library is closed and my family is all home.”

  “Then why didn’t we just tell your mom where we were really going? And why did you drive all the way to my place just to pick me up, come back to your place, then park around the corner?”

  Sarah just rolled her eyes and turned away, “Rally! Kiss kiss kiss!” The calico cat meowed and darted from under the bed and trotted around Sally’s legs as she went to the kitchen.

  “I don’t think I’ve ever seen that cat for more than three seconds before now,” Tiffani observed.

  “I know. He’s such a brat. But I’ve been spending a lot of time over here and with everyone else gone I think he’s finally getting used to me. Haven’t you, baby?” After playing with the colorful animal, Sarah cleaned the kitty litter, filled the water dish, and fed the furry feline while she and Tiffani chatted. Sarah grabbed a bottle of tequila from the top shelf and poured it into two cups of orange juice. “Here, have a drink. Kinda like our trip to Mexico last year for Spring Break.”

  “You’re a bad influence on me, Sarah.”

  “I’m trying to be,” she smiled back at her friend as they went to the living room and turned on the television. She flipped the channel to MTV and the two of them imbibed their summer drinks and watched videos and cracked open their class notes and college texts. Tiffani typed away at her laptop when the two of them couldn’t figure out certain answers on their own. After awhile Tiffani excused herself to go to the bathroom and Sarah took the opportunity to snoop on her girlfriend’s computer.

  Clicking on the web browser’s history, Sarah was pleasantly surprised to find page after page of x-rated websites Tiffani visited just last night. She didn’t have time to click on them all but her eyes caught all the words she needed to see:

  Blackcock, interracial, adultdvd, blackboned, eighteeninterracialDVD, niggacocks, interracialtaboo, and the pages went on from there. Every other day’s folder that she had time to spy into had nothing even close to PG-rated let alone x-rated. The redhead smiled as she closed the history window and put the laptop down. Tiffani was definitely doing all those searches while listening to her and Derrick fucking.

  The conversation danced around their class assignments until finally the blonde built up the courage to say something. “So, uh, I was thinking maybe you seeing Derrick isn’t such a good idea.”

  “I’m not ‘seeing’ him. I’m fucking him.”

  “Sarah!”

  “What? It’s true.”

  “Yeah but it’s just- you know…”

  “No, I don’t.”

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p; “Sarah, you’ve changed since you started sleeping with this guy. You seem different.”

  “I’ve been with him two nights. How much could I have changed?”

  “I don’t know. It’s just weird, you know with him being black. Don’t you think?”

  Sarah smiled; Tiffani was turning out to be just as curious as she was about black guys. “I wouldn’t call it weird. Naughty maybe, but not weird. Haven’t you ever thought about being with a black guy?”

  Tiffani paused for just a moment, but it was noticeable. “No, never. I mean I’ve seen attractive African American men, but I’ve never wanted to have sex with them. So, uh, no.”

  “Are you sure you’ve never even fantasized about it?” Sarah purposefully eyeballed the laptop then looked in the direction of her friend again.

  Her blond friend scowled, “Damn it, Sarah, were you snooping on my laptop?”

  Sarah started laughing, “Hahaha! You are totally busted!”

  “I can’t believe you looked on my computer!”

  “Well, I can’t believe you listened to Derrick and me fucking for two nights in a row.”

  Tiffani’s jaw opened. She knows! Crap! “Uhm, what are you talking about? I didn’t listen to anything.”

  “Tiff, it’s totally cool. I didn’t mind. I kinda liked it actually. You know, you shouldn’t feel embarrassed. I never even thought about being with a black guy before this week and now I think it is totally hot. Naughty hot, you know? Come on, admit it. You liked it.”

  The blonde girl covered her face in shame and then finally made her admission. “Okay, I will admit it has a certain forbidden quality to it that is arousing… Ugh! This is so embarrassing. Fine! It is hot. But you can’t tell Greg about any of this!”

  “Don’t worry. I won’t.”

  “Promise?”

  “Promise.”

  “So what was it?”

  “What was what, Tiff?”

  “You know, that got you interested in those kinds of guys in the first place?”

  “I’ll show you. Stay right here.” Sarah bounced off the couch and went into the master bedroom. Tiffani heard her rummaging around and saw her by the bed but couldn’t see what she had in her hand. A few seconds later she came out with a disk in her hand.

  “What’s that?”

  “You’ll see.” Sarah popped the DVD into the player in the living room and then fiddled with the remote controls. A few seconds later a menu for the DVD player popped up that showed the movie title as Eighteen & Interracial 7. The redhead pressed PLAY and the movie started right up with a series of scenes of giant black-dicked men and younger white girls. The size of those cocks was just amazing to the prudish teenager and her curiosity kept her riveted to the screen despite her awkwardness.

  “Wow,” was all Tiffani could manage.

  “I know,” Sarah smiled. “I found these movies under Jenny’s mom’s bed and I figured I’d take a look. I’m so glad I did too.”

  “Is it like a sequel? Should I watch number one first instead of number seven?”

  Sarah laughed, “You’re so stupid! NO! It isn’t like that. There’s no plot. They have little stories for each scene but they aren’t like real movies. You can pretty much watch them any way you want.”

  “Well I didn’t know! I never really watched a movie like this before.”

  Sarah’s phone rang and she noticed it was Derrick calling her. She turned to Tiffani, “Hey, I’ll be right back. It’s Derrick on the phone.”

  “Okay. I’ll just be studying,” Tiffani told her, unable to look away from the interracial act on the television.

  “Hey Derrick! How are you sweetie? I’m good. I was....”

  The way the men were handling the girls in the movie was rough; they would pull their hair and spank their asses and slap their enormous black dongs on their faces and pound the girls’ pussies with a brutal force that made the girls scream. But the whole time the black men performed these vile acts, Tiffani was entranced. She glanced over at the kitchen and saw Sarah talking on the phone and playing with her hair, curling it around her fingers flirtatiously. She turned back and stared as a brunette girl on the big screen with a nice body rode up and down on a black cock so big she could only get half of its length inside of her. Her pussy juices dripped down his dark shaft as he cupped the girl’s ass in his big hands. Tiffani squeezed her thighs together and squirmed around on the sofa cushion. They changed positions again and this time she was taking his cock deep in from behind doggie style. His body was so lean and sweaty and shaded like coffee. Watching him fuck that lucky girl was like watching an artist paint a masterpiece. It was so skillful, so sexy, so-

  “I bet you’d like to try that, huh?” Sarah said.

  Tiffani jumped, “Shit! You scared me, Sarah!”

  “Sorry to interrupt you.”

  “You’re not interrupting me. I just didn’t see you sneak up is all. I was just reading and glancing up at the movie at the same time.”

  “You’ve been watching that movie for a half an hour, Tiff.”

  “I have not!”

  “Look at the timer on the player: thirty three minutes. And you haven’t been reading at all.”

  Tiffani glanced down and noted that her friend was right. Had she really been watching this movie that long? She suddenly became self conscious at Sarah’s comments and straightened herself out. “Hey, uhm. Maybe we should just call it a night. I really need to do well on this exam and we’re not getting anything done really.”

  “Oh come on, Tiffy. We’ll study, I promise. Here-” Sarah paused the movie and turned the TV off. “See? We’ll study now.”

  Totally Screwed

  The two nineteen year olds had managed to get about an hour’s worth of work done when there was a knock at the door.

  “Who is that?” Tiffani whispered, surprised by the noise.

  “It’s Derrick,” Sarah waved her off dismissingly, getting off the sofa.

  “Why is he here though?”

  Sarah walked toward the door, “This is my last time to really see him since ‘Jenny’ –me- has classes all tomorrow and ‘my mom and dad’ are going to be back Tuesday.” She held up two fingers on each hand as if to quote herself.

  “He’s coming in here?”

  “Yes! Remember, I’m Jenny, okay?” She went to open the door.

  “Wait! What am I supposed to do?” Tiffani whispered again.

  “Just get your work done. We’ll be in the bedroom. Or you could watch us…” Sarah winked at her open-mouthed friend and opened the door. Derrick stood there in the cold night air, his breath coming off his lips in a little white cloud. Behind him stood two other black guys in big jackets and hoods and one of them was carrying a paper bag. Before she could say anything the three of them walked into the Stanwick house and looked around.

  “Hey, baby,” Derrick greeted Sarah with a kiss on the mouth. He looked over at Tiffani who was standing by the sofa with her text book held to her chest. “Hey, you must be Tiffani, right? I saw you at the club the other night.”

  “Yup, that was me. Hi, Derrick,” the blonde girl gave him a little wave and a forced smile.

  “Yo, this is my boy Lamar and this here is Dominic.” He pointed to the two girls to introduce them to his friends, “This is my new girl Jenny over here and this is her place. And over here is Tiffani. Hey Jenny, we was just hangin’ you know and we thought we’d bring the party over here. They gonna hang for a little bit all right?”

  Sarah (aka ‘Jenny’) gave him a hug and asked him in a low tone, “Hey, did you park down the street like I asked?”

  Lamar overheard her question and started laughing, “Yo, Dom, she askin’ if we parked down the street. Somebody thinkin’ we gonna break in or somethin’.” The three of them started laughing and the two girls stared on with nervous grins.

  Dominic leaned over and shook Tiffani’s hand while Lamar pulled a bottle of Jack Daniels from the paper sack and walked toward the kitchen. He loo
ked to ‘Jenny’, “Hey, thanks for lettin’ us chill while you and my boy Derrick relax and all. I brought some JD for y’all. Where your cups?”

  ‘Jenny’ answered, “Uhhhh, next to the refrigerator, left side cupboard. I don’t think I need a drink though.”

  “Me neither,” Tiffani called out.

  “Hey wassup with that?” Lamar asked the blonde girl. “You ain’t gonna let us drink alone tonight are you?” He walked around and sat next to Tiffani’s laptop.

  “Careful, please,” Tiff told him, grabbing the computer off the cushion and putting it on the coffee table. As Dominic took off his jacket, she stared at the black man that sat next to her on the sofa. He was tall, was wearing a thick fabric shirt that was untucked and hung over his baggy jeans. He wore a pair of bright red Nike sneakers and a thick gold chain around his neck. He looked like the typical gang member type black male.