Unspoken Pleasure by Erotica

White Slut's Club: Ep23

WHITE SLUTS' CLUB: INNOCENT LAWYER

Summary: White lawyer turned into a submissive slut for black cock.

This is a story of interracial sex between white women and black men. | get complaints on occasion for writing

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the idea of white women submitting to black men... please don't read. On the other hand, if that is a fantasy of

yours... please enjoy and submerse yourself in the story of a white woman whose naive life is turned upside

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MIKAELA'S BLACK COCK SUBMISSION STORY

"You need to get back out there or he wins," Candace said, as we finished our second bottle of wine of the

evening.

"Yes, you just need to get back on that horse and go along for a ride," Samantha, my more outgoing sexually

promiscuous friend, added.

"I wouldn't even know how to get on the horse again," | said, having not been in the dating scene since college.

"The best way to get revenge on that bastard is to get back in the game," Candace suggested.

"And ride the first horse that comes along," Samantha added.

"The ghas changed so much since | played it," | sighed.

"The gmay have changed, but the end result is the same," Samantha explained.

"And what is that?" | asked.

"To get laid, of course," Samantha quipped, sounding completely like the Samantha character on 'Sex in the

City",

"I haven't been laid in over a year," | admitted for the first time.

"But Donald left you only six months ago," Candace said, surprised by my revelation.

"Yep, | guess the writing was on the wall way before | caught him at work," | said, my mind flashing back to

surprising Donald at work with dinner when he said he had to work late... and learning that his definition of

working late meant banging his secretary on his desk.

"That's unacceptable," Samantha said, standing up.

"There is more to life then getting laid," | pointed out, having completely forgetten what actual sex felt like.

"I'll pretend you didn't say that. Obviously your symptoms of withdrawal are making you disillusional," Samantha

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said, as if my dilemma was as tragic as third world poverty.

Candace nodded, "For once | agree, Samantha is right. We need to get you back out there."

"Tonight," Samantha added.

"It's almost midnight," | protested. | 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.

"For young people," | countered right back. "Plus, | am not dressed to go to a bar."

"lI am not taking no for an answer," Samantha said, grabbing my hand and leadingto her bedroom.

| knew when Samantha had made up her mind that she wasn't going to change it. We were going to a bar

whether | wanted to or not.

Candace followed and asked, "Where are we going?"

"The Pit," Samantha answered, while going to her closet.

"She is not ready for The Pit," Candace said, clearly surprised by Samantha's choice.

"What's The Pit?" | asked.

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"Heaven," Samantha answered vaguely, returning with a black leather skirt and a red blouse.

"I hope that is for you," | said. | was the conservative one of the group by far and the outfit she was holding was

definitely way too provocative for me.

"Put it on," Samantha ordered, her usual in control attitude taking over.

"I'm not wearing that in public," | protested.

"Just try it on," Samantha said, her tone implying annoyance at my protest.

Reluctantly, | grabbed the outfit and went to change in her bathroom.

"Just change here," Samantha said. "We've seen you naked before."

"In college," | protested.

"And you're just as hot now," Samantha said playfully.

| again obeyed, knowing it was futile to argue with Samantha. So | started to undress in front of my two best

friends, when Candace repeated, "I am not sure she is ready for The Pit." "You weren't either until | took you

there," Samantha said, ignoring Candace's concerns, an inside story between them that | was clearly not a part

of.

"What's The Pit?" | asked again, curious... especially with all the vague discussion between Samantha and

Candace.

"It's a bar where you are guaranteed to get lucky," Samantha answered, her tone implying something more,

"very, very, lucky."

Candace continued, "Let's go to Cowboys."

"Well, she could definitely get back on the horse there too," Samantha quipped.

"Let's just go to The Pit," | said. "You havecurious."

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Haopy reading! "Done," Samantha

announced and gave Candace a look

like 'don't say anything else’.

Samantha went to the closet and

returned with a couple more outfits.

She tossed a black dress to Candace

and said, "You can't go to The Pit

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Candace caught the dress and asked skeptically, "We are really going to do this?"

"Of course," Samantha said, getting

out of her clothes, just as | gosinte

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"Yes, but..." Candace admitted with concern.

"But nothing. Our good friend should get to see what we usually do on Friday nights," Samantha responded.

Candace's face went beet red. | was curious and asked playfully, "What do you girls do without me?"

Samantha said, all sing-song, "You'll see."

Silently, we all got dressed, a strange

tension in the air. Samantha went to

her dresser drawer end puted ol

packaghs of Nafityhose. She tossed a

pair to Candace and another to me.

‘Put these on," she instructed, not

remotely implying this was an option.

When | realized they were thigh high stockings and not pantyhose. | protested, "This skirt is too short for these."

"Trust me," Samantha said, "You will want to be wearing thigh highs. Isn't that right, Candace?"

"Yes," Candace whispered, clearly embarrassed by something as she looked directly at Samantha. "You want me

to wear red ones?"

"It's tfor you to reach the final frontier," Samantha said, as she put on a pair of white thigh highs.

"I don't know," Candace said, with trepidation.

"Have | ever been wrong before?" Samantha asked.

"I guess not, but this is a bit extreme," Candace said, her cheeks still fire red.

"Finish getting dressed, we don't want to miss out," Samantha said, ominously.