This interracial, sexually explicit, sometimes violent story is not suitable for everyone. Please leave a review or email me your thoughts at lenawhitegirl@gmail.com and I promise I will write back. With pictures. Excerpt: We went straight to the bedroom where he put me down, grabbed my shoulders and ripped my shirt open, spaying buttons and tearing the cloth before I could protest. Then he ripped open my slacks and pushed me back on the bed, sliding my panties off my hips and down my legs in a quick motion. He stood over me and unbuttoned his jeans as I got out of my bra, then he was on me, in me and fucking me with a ferociousness I had never dreamed possible. He bit my neck and grabbed my ass as his massive cock filled my vagina as it's never been filled before. The pleasure and pain of his pounding sex brought me quickly to orgasm, but he maintained his self-control for what seemed to be an eternity. I climaxed again and again as the alcohol wore off and I grasped the full meaning of what was happening - I was being fucked, ravaged by a black man. After what seemed like forever, Lewis's cock stiffened and I knew he was about to come in my womb. I was off birth control as Ted and I were trying to get pregnant but I didn't care. Lewis grabbed my hair and my ass and grunted like a mad man as he emptied his load in me. I was climaxing again as he jammed his cock against my cervix and his black seed drenched my white cunt. Then he collapsed on top of me. We spent the night in his bed but got very little sleep. I basked in his strong arms and dozed with him for a few minutes, then he would stroke my hair and fondle my breasts, squeezing and pinching my nipples before he re-entered my still-soaked vagina. He started a slow, lazy fucking rhythm that engulfed me and enflamed my desire for him. Over and over, throughout the night he fucked me, slowly, building up speed and intensity, both of us climaxing together. The next morning, I was gripped with the realization that I never let Ted know I wasn't coming home. I nearly jumped out of Lewis's bed and grabbed my clothes, only to remember that they were in tatters. I looked helplessly at Lewis as he lay in the bed grinning at me. "There's a drawer full of hoodies in the dresser that are probably long enough to cover that pretty little cunt of yours," he said with an air of playfulness that I was in no mood for. "Don't you have any shorts or anything I can wear?" I asked. "Sure I do, but I really like the idea of you putting on your high heels and walking back to your car with my cum running down your thighs and soaking your car seat. Let your husband know right off what happened last night." I was stunned. Lewis was my employee. I deserved a certain level of respect. His behavior was completely intolerable. "Yeah, I know what you're thinking Deanna, I know full well what you're thinking, and you know what?" He stopped smiling. "Here's how it's gonna be from now on." And although I couldn't believe what I was hearing as he described the way life for me, for us, all of us, had changed, I knew he was right.