Black Dick on a Stick

“Close your eyes.” Brittany ordered.

“Britt...”

“Do it now, Sam.”

Brittany grabbed Samantha by the wrist and led her to a dessert stand with the words ‘Black Dick on a Stick’.

“Open your eyes.”

Samantha opened her eyes, and furiously attempted to wrench herself from Brittany’s iron grip.

“Hi. So what are these made of?”

“They’re just ovals of fried chocolate ice cream, edibly painted brown. 3 dollars per one.”

“Great! We’ll be taking 2.” Brittany fished money out of her wallet, giving it to the kind Asian seller. They started to walk to their dorm.

“I dare you to walk up to a black guy, and deepthroat this while making dirty talk.”

“No.”

“Please! I’ll give you 10 dollars.” Brittany begged.