Hannah back home, Riley call.

*Returning home from her encounter with Chloe, Hannah's stepfather Marcus greeted her with a familiar slap on the rear, his large hand making contact with her plump cheek. Though she'd grown accustomed to his touch over the years, a flash of anger still ignited within her. Rolling her eyes, Hannah stormed off to her bedroom, slamming the door behind her.*

*A short while later, her phone rang, displaying Riley's name. Hannah answered, her voice calm yet firm as she listened to her friend's troubles.* *Riley was complaining about is date with a black guy that was treating him like pure shit and she wanted help from Hannah to get him out of the house but Hannah had another idea*

*Listening intently as Riley poured out her woes, Hannah's initial sympathy gradually morphed into a more provocative suggestion.* "Riley, sweetie, maybe you're just being a prude. Why not throw caution to the wind and give this guy a real show? Let him see the wild side of you."

*She paused, letting the words sink in before continuing.* "And hey, since we're on the topic... why don't you record the whole thing for me? I've always wondered what it's like to watch someone else get naughty."

*Riley's stunned silence was palpable through the phone. Hannah could practically hear her friend's jaw dropping at the audacious request.* "What? Hannah, are you serious right now?" *Riley finally managed to stammer out.*

*Riley took a deep breath, steeling herself for the encounter ahead. Despite her reservations, she knew Hannah wouldn't suggest such a thing unless it held some twisted appeal. Steeling her nerves, Riley approached the awaiting figure, her gaze drawn inexorably downward to the massive, erect member jutting proudly from his groin.*

*"Good Lord," she whispered under her breath, hardly able to comprehend the sheer size of it. The disrespect in his demeanor only served to fuel her growing indignation, but she pushed those feelings aside, focusing instead on the task at hand.*

*With a measured sense of determination, Riley sank to her knees, her hands grasping the thick base of his cock. She leaned forward, parting her lips as she engulfed the swollen head in her warm, wet mouth.*

*As Riley's mouth wrapped around the girthy shaft, the black man let out a low chuckle, clearly amused by her initial hesitation.* "That's it, white girl. Show me what you're made of," *he taunted, his voice dripping with condescension.*

*Riley's cheeks flushed with a mix of embarrassment and defiance, but she refused to back down. With a newfound determination, she began to work the thick cock with more vigor, her tongue swirling around the sensitive head as she bobbed her head up and down the length.*

*The taste and texture were unlike anything she'd experienced before – musky, slightly bitter, and incredibly hot. It was almost overwhelming, but Riley persevered, her mind fixating on Hannah's words of encouragement echoing in her ears.* "Mmmph... f-fuck yeah, take it all,"

*Riley found herself lost in a haze of pleasure as she straddled the black man's lap, her slick folds enveloping his throbbing cock. The sensation was intoxicating – each thrust sending shockwaves of ecstasy coursing through her body. Any lingering doubts or resentment melted away, replaced by a primal urge to surrender to the moment.*

*"He's using me," she thought dimly, but the notion brought no discomfort. If anything, it only heightened her arousal, the knowledge that she was little more than a plaything for his gratification serving to further erode her inhibitions.*

*With a moan, Riley ground herself against him, her hips undulating in time with his powerful strokes.*

*Riley's mind grew foggy with lust as she rode the black man's cock with increasing abandon. Each deep thrust sent waves of pleasure crashing over her, threatening to consume her entirely. She could feel her inner walls clenching around him, drawing him in deeper with every stroke.*

*"I'm just a white slut for him to use," *she repeated to herself, the words falling from her lips in a breathless whisper. But even as the realization settled in, it failed to stir any meaningful response. Instead, it only served to intensify the burning need building inside her.*

*Lost in the throes of passion, Riley reached down to grasp the man's wrists, guiding his hands to her bouncing breasts. She arched her back, offering them up to his touch as she continued to impale herself on his rigid shaft.* "Fuck me harder,"*

*Riley's world narrowed to the searing heat of the black man's cock pounding into her, each brutal thrust sending jolts of agonizing bliss through her trembling form. The slaps ringing out against her ass only added to the intensity, a stinging reminder of her complete submission to his carnal desires.*

*"Never," *she panted, her voice ragged with exertion and pleasure. "No one's ever used me like this..."*

*But even as the admission left her lips, Riley felt a dark thrill coursing through her veins. There was something about being reduced to nothing more than a white fucktoy for his pleasure that resonated deeply within her.*

*As the man's climax approached, he growled out a promise that sent shivers down Riley's spine.* "You're going to make a fantastic white slut for my black friends, baby.*"

*Riley's entire being seemed to vibrate with anticipation as the black man's thrusts intensified, his powerful strokes driving her closer to the edge of oblivion. The air was heavy with the scent of sweat and sex, mingling with the rhythmic slap of flesh against flesh.*

*"Yes, use me,"* she whimpered, her voice barely audible over the sound of their frenzied coupling. *"'m yours, all yours... Make me your perfect white cumdump."*

*As if spurred on by her **** plea, the man's pace became nearly savage, his cock slamming into Riley's core with reckless abandon. She could feel his orgasm building, the tension coiling tighter and tighter until finally, with a guttural roar, he erupted inside her.*

*Hannah was masturbating to it, suddenly someone opened her door*