NSFW: Black Woman & White Man Interracial Erotica, Love Making Story

This is an interracial erotica story that I found on the experience project. It’s not like all the other disgusting, vulgar and completely racist stories. I got so sick of seeing the Mandingo stories for white women/black men again and again. This one is about a white man and Black woman couple, it wasn’t completely racist either…so it was a nice change of pace. Read it and tell me what you think.

There is some sexually explicit language in it so I’m gonna have to say that this is NSFW!!!!! ALSO PLEASE ONLY READ IF YOU ARE AN ADULT (18+)!!!!!

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Cranberry, Turkey and Brown Sugar P*ssy!

“Nia couldn’t wait for Matt to get to the apartment. He was bringing Sophia’s special Christmas gift. Nia had been calling every toy store in the state for days and days. When she woke in the morning, it was the first thing she thought about. Thankfully, one of the benefits of Matt’s job was that it afforded him connections. The finance company that he worked for did business regularly with Logan Treasure Chest, an upscale Toy store downtown. He knew the owner and paid extra to have the toy delivered the day before Christmas Eve.

It was Christmas day and Nia had been up all night carrying boxes of toys from the car to the Christmas tree and stuffing Sophia’s stocking full of candies and miniature toys. It had taken a few hours, but not as long as it would have taken if Matt hadn’t come over to help with the heavy lifting. The tree was decked out with bright red and green lights, silver garlands and sparkly Christmas bulbs. Nativity figurines and wreaths accented the small apartment. The apartment had been small and bland when she first rented it, but Nia was creative and could make even the plainest apartment look like a winter wonderland.

Earlier that morning, Nia’s father had stopped by to give Sophia her gift and have breakfast. Sophia loved seeing her granddaddy. He had raised Nia as a single father, after her mother died, and he spoiled his granddaughter rotten. For Christmas, he brought her a life sized doll with pink pants and a flowered blouse. After breakfast, Nia’s father was eager to get back on the road. He told her that his eyes weren’t as good as they used to be and he didn’t want to be driving back home in the dark, but Nia knew the real reason he didn’t want to stay. He didn’t want to see Matt when he came over that night. To Nia’s father, Matt was just taking advantage of his baby girl, but he didn’t know Matt the way Nia did.

After Sophia had rifled through all of her presents and eaten breakfast, Nia put her down for an hour long nap. This gave Nia time to set the table for dinner and pick up the toys and wrapping paper that Sophia had strewn across the living room of the small apartment. For such a little two year old, Sophia sure knew how to make some big messes.

Nia was warming up the homemade stuffing when the door opened. Matt came in carrying a large box with a pink ribbon. Nia greeted Matt at the door with a warm peck on the lips. She had taken time to make sure that she wore the lip gloss that Matt loved. He loved to taste the sweetness of her soft lips. Even though they weren’t together, she looked forward to his visits. She was wearing a red, fitted sweater, jeans and high-heeled boots.“Hey boo, I’m just heating some food up in the oven, you can sit down. Sophia’s just waking up…You staying for dinner?”

“Yeah, I drove two hours to come see you, of course I’m staying for dinner,” Matt said as he placed the large gift under the tree.

At the sound of Matt’s voice, Sophia bolted out of her bedroom and leapt into Matt’s arms.

“Daddy! Daddy! We’ve been waiting for you all day!”

Matt lifted Sophia into the air and twirled her around like a little princess.

“I’ve missed you too, princess…Santa came by my house last night and dropped a special present off for you.” Matt lowered Sophia to the ground and pointed to the large box with the pink ribbon under the tree.

Sophia ran to the tree and jumped up and down with anticipation, as she struggled to untie the bow on the box.

“Daddy can you get this please…?”

Matt gently untied the ribbon and watched with anticipation as Sophia tore open the wrapping paper.

Nia peaked from the doorway of the kitchen. Sophia jumped up and down with glee when she saw the customized doll house with working electricity!Nia loved to see her baby happy…she couldn’t help but feel hot for Matt.

While Sophia played with her new dollhouse, Matt joined Nia in the kitchen.

“Is there anything I can help you with?”

“You can carry these trays to the dining room.”

Nia sure could cook, she learned everything from her grandmother. Homemade stuffing, cranberry, turkey, baked mac n cheese, delicious homemade rolls, collard greens, kale and cobbler with vanilla ice cream for dessert. Matt always looked forward to Christmas dinner with Nia. If it weren’t for the objections of his family, he would have put a ring on her finger years ago.

When Sophia was born, Matt’s father asked for a DNA test before he even acknowledged that Sophia was his son’s daughter. They had planned to get engaged, but their difference in backgrounds caused an obstacle. His family was old southern, the type of family that rooted for the tea party and hung the heads of dead deer on their mantle piece. The type of family that Nia definitely wouldn’t have fit into…

When Matt got promoted at his job, his father had used that to convince him that he would never ascend any higher if he married Nia…Matt was really close with his father and Nia didn’t want to drive a wedge so they made it work as best as they could…even though they both wanted more.

But every weekend, Matt came by and picked up Sophia and usually spent the night with Nia…tonight was no exception.

After Matt went out of his way to get that customized dollhouse that was sold out everywhere and showed up like a knight in shining armor…he would definitely be getting some ***** tonight.

After dinner, Matt helped Nia wash all the dishes and put away the leftovers. They read Sophia “The Grinch,” before tucking her into bed and quietly closing the door behind them.

“So…you want a glass of wine?” As Nia walked to the refrigerator to get the chilled wine, Matt couldn’t help but admire the ample shape of her backside as it moved in her fitted jeans and black stiletto boots. As Nia leaned down to pick up the wine from the refrigerator, Matt grabbed her waist from behind and gently pulled her up, wine in hand…

“I didn’t get to give you your present,” Matt whispered.

He led Nia to the living room couch, Nia sat the wine on the side table beside the couch as Matt rummaged through his backpack. He pulled a small purple box out of his backpack. He handed her the small box with gold lettering. Nia gushed as she opened the box; it was a pair of 24 k gold, Tahitian pearl earrings.

“Oh Matt. They’re so beautiful, I love pearls…but you really shouldn’t have!!” Nia gushed

“There’s something else…” Matt reached into his bag and pulled a satin, red and black halter, baby doll and matching thong.

Nia looked away, embarrassed…but aroused at the same time.

“Is this my Christmas gift…or yours?..”

“That depends…” Matt said as he leaned in and kissed Nia’s soft lips.Before they knew it, Matt and Nia were making out intensely. They didn’t even need the wine to get in the mood…they both knew what they wanted.

“Why don’t you go wait for me in the bed, while I put your gift on”… Nia said seductively.

While Matt undressed in the bedroom…Nia slipped into Matt’s gift, then suddenly she remembered that she was out of condoms. Usually she kept a pack for Matt, but she ran out the last time he was over…and she wasn’t on the pill.

“Well…Matt will just pull out then,” Nia thought to herself as she pulled on the lingerie.

When Nia entered the bedroom, Matt couldn’t help but admire her sexy body. The baby doll clung to her hips, accentuating her robust bosom and backside. Her booty was literally hanging out and the baby doll was so short, she didn’t even have to bend over for him to see her *****.

Matt grabbed her booty and pulled her to the bed. He kissed her chest as he squeezed and spanked her plump azz. He pulled the cup of the halter down to reveal her brown sugar breast and chocolate dipped nipple. He sucked and bit them like a dark chocolate Hershey kiss.

“oooohhhh,” Nia moaned softly as his teeth pulled and sucked on her nipple. She gripped the back of his head as he nibbled her left breast. Soon he pulled the top of the halter dress down to her waist, revealing her two plump brown breasts. Matt leaned back on the bed and pulled Nia on top of him. He squeezed and kissed her breasts, and then bit her neck as he ran his strong hands down the small of her back.

He gently massaged her back as they made out. Nia’s nipples were so hard that Matt thought they might break from all the tugging. Nia could feel the bulge, a very nicely sized bulge, growing harder. Matt ran his hands up under the dress and hiked it up so that the lingerie was nothing more than a scrunched up piece of red and black fabric that covered a portion of Nia’s back. Her breasts, booty and ***** were completely exposed, open and vulnerable.

Matt ran his hands down, gripping her plump booty and slapping it so that it jiggled like jello. He tugged the thong off and threw it across the room. Matt ran his hands down her smooth, silky, chocolate thighs…then in between her thighs, he could feel her wetness. It was time to eat that *****.

Matt flipped Nia onto her back and elevated her thighs so that her ***** was completely exposed. The outer lips of her ***** were chocolaty and sweet, the inside of her ***** was a bright taffy-like pink. She was so turned on that her hole was gaping open, it was a beautiful sight. The contrasts of that chocolate on the outside and taffy on the inside was enough to make Matt blow right there.

Nia was breathing heavily, her ***** begging to be eaten right then. Matt didn’t waste any time going to work, he plunged his tongue right inside her. He licked the walls, twisted and contorted his tongue so good that Nia was sobbing wet within seconds. He buried his face into her *****, as her labia overtook his mouth. She tasted so sweet and her ***** was so silky smooth. Nia was breathing intensely and began moaning uncontrollably.

“oooo…matt….uh….uh….” Matt buried his tongue deeper into her ***** and spelled every letter of the alphabet until Nia was so hot that she was overflowing into his mouth

“please….please…”Nia begged, but Matt was relentless, he ate her ***** so good that Nia could hardly breathe…just when Nia was about to *** hard…Matt pulled away abruptly.

“you wanna get f-cked… don’t  you woman?”

“Yes, yes…I do,” Nia said through heavy pants.

“Well you’re gonna ride this **** first!”

With that, Matt laid back on the bed and pulled Nia on top of him. They were pelvis to pelvis…Nia slid her slippery, sloppy ***** onto his **** and slowly started to ride.

As Nia rode Matt, her **** was being stimulated just right and her eyes began to roll back into her head before she shut her eyelids tightly. Matt saw that Nia was on the brink of ******…but she wasn’t getting off that easy.

Matt gripped her waist and pulled her down further on his ****, ignoring that she was in the dominant position. He easily took control and began thrusting up into her and gyrating at just the right pace to stimulate her ****.

“Oh…my…gosh….” Nia said breathlessly. She gritted her teeth as Matt pounded her ***** with even more vigor, suddenly he lifted his pelvis off the bed, taking Nia along for the ride and f-cked Nia midair. From then on every thrust lifted Nia off of the bed, elevating her and drilling her ***** so good that she couldn’t speak.

“Ahhh…ahhhh…ahhh!!” Matt thrust harder and faster in a frenzy…! Nia was about to burst!

“Oh, OH, OOOH, OH, YES!! SHHH! OH PAPA, UR GONNA MAKE ME WAKE THE BABY!” Nia was being bounced up and down on Matt’s hard **** as he thrust her into midair. Matt’s hard **** was so deep in her ***** that Nia could feel it in her womb!

Nia rotated her hips and grinded against Matt’s **** until it hit her spot and she couldn’t control herself anymore. *** was pouring out of her *****….but Matt wasn’t done yet…he flipped Nia onto her back and went to work.He put her legs on his shoulders and thrust so hard and so intensely into her ***** that she couldn’t breathe. With every thrust, he went deeper and deeper into her body. Nia gyrated in an attempt to absorb the intensity of his thrusts, but to no avail. Her ***** was beat.

Matt mercilessly pleasured her.

Nia’s head kept hitting the headboard in a distinct rhythm.

“Ughhh, Ughh…oh gosh…oh yeah.”

“Oh baby, oh you like that huh?….that *****’s mine!!! ” Matt said

Nia spread her legs even wider and Matt went in deeper and faster.

“That’s what you get…gimme some of that brown sugar *****!!!”

Matt buried his **** deeper inside Nia and the relentless thrusting went on…then Nia felt Matt’s **** swell and BURST! All the wetness flooded into her body…then Nia lost control and her body began shaking, her back lifted off of the bed…then she collapsed.

They both lay on bed, Matt on top of her… both exhausted and breathing deeply…sweat dripped between their entwined bodies. Matt’s light brown hair was slick with sweat and the ends stuck to his forehead dampened from the moisture. Nia gently brushed the strands away from his brow and hugged him closely. Her legs were wrapped around his back. She didn’t want him going anywhere…she loved him being inside of her.

Nia could feel Matt’s heart beating through his sculpted chest…

“oh baby….ummm ummm hmmm” Matt uttered breathlessly.

Now Matt understood what the Rolling Stones were singing about.

Nia was completely satisfied and elated, then she remembered..

“oh damn…he didn’t pull out.”

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7 thoughts on “NSFW: Black Woman & White Man Interracial Erotica, Love Making Story

  1. “he didnt pull out…” yeah that is an important point….a man better have that together or there could be a mistake…it is on the man to do it if that is the method being used….

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