Anna Lee, the BBC Confederate

Anna Lee awoke suddenly. She was in her bed, the old farmhouse creaking around her in the dark. She was home alone in the hot summer night. Her parents had gone to visit some family farther north, and Anna Lee -- who could take care of herself, mind you -- was nevertheless a bit nervous. "It's probably just the wind," she said to herself softly in her sweet southern drawl. A Texas native, she had grown up venerating the South and decrying the War of Northern Aggression. The Confederate flag waving in the warm night breeze outside her country house matched the one on her white t-shirt, which read "The South will rise again" in big letters around the flag.

She bounded out of bed. Braless, her soft, perky breasts bounced underneath her Confederate t-shirt. "I better check it out," she thought. Just to be safe.

Her bare feet glided quietly through the darkened house. She knew where all the creaky spots were. With the exception of her shirt, she wore nothing but her pink and white panties, hugging her hips. Her 18th birthday had come only a month earlier, but she was ready to spend some of that birthday money at Victoria's Secret and upgrade her underwear drawer to something more fitting for a grown woman. Of course, being strictly homeschooled as she was, she'd have to sneak off to town and go to the mall for that, probably telling her parents she was visiting her cousins.

She stopped in her tracks suddenly. A dark figure moved across the living room floor, rifling through the shelves. Anna Lee's heart started pounding. No way that was her mom or dad, or anyone who was supposed to be there. The intruder hadn't seen her yet, but she didn't know what to do. Hide? Run? Call the cops? Her mind went to the shotgun in the closet. Without another moment's thought, she sprung into action, darting around the corner and opening the closet door as quietly as she could, hands shaking. She could still hear the invader in the living room. She took a deep breath, grabbed the weapon, and steeled her nerves.

She swung the shotgun around the corner and snapped the light switch on. The burglar froze.

"You probably thought the whole family went outta town, didn't you?" She asked. "Hey! Hands up where I can see 'em!"

The burglar obeyed, eyeing the shotgun nervously. He had a ski mask on, but she could just make out that he was black.

"Oh shit, I-I-I'm sorry," he stammered. "I didn't know you was here. Don't do anything foolish, now! There's no reason to make this worse than it is. I-I can just leave and we can forget this ever--"

"Well, golly," she interrupted, standing in her pink and white panties, pointing the gun at him. "What are you doing in here? My daddy says niggers aren't allowed in the house."

"I'm sorry I broke in. I didn't know anyone was here -- honest. Please, ma'am, I-I just want to go."

"First off, I'm 'miss', not 'ma'am'. And maybe I should call the cops instead of lettin' you walk free!"

"Please don't."

The corner of her mouth moved up ever so slightly. "I don't know...maybe I should tell them that you tried to, y'know..."

"No! C'mon, miss, I just came in here for the merchandise!"

"Yeah, I bet you did." She wagged her hips seductively. "You like little white girls, don't you?"

"Man, what the fuck...please, no, it ain't like that."

"Well, I know it comes naturally to your kind," she taunted. "Rapin' white girls. And stealin'. Heck, look what you're doing right now. Y'all just can't help it, can you?"

The man fell silent, hardly daring to breathe. Why was she toying with him like this?

What he didn't know was that this exact situation was her most common sexual fantasy. Well, sort of. The scenario that she replayed in her head over and over was a home intruder who had his way with her, unable to resist her intoxicating allure. Sometimes it was more than one. She didn't know why she touched herself so often to that thought, or why they were so frequently black, but that was what she'd fantasized about again and again. Of course, maybe part of her attraction was the taboo. Her father would have a heart attack if she dated a black guy. But she didn't want to date one -- she wanted to get fucked by one.

Maybe it also had something to do with the close call she had last year. She was alone on a dark street when a black guy started following her down the sidewalk. Nervous, she tried to lose him, darting into an alley, but he followed and started chasing her. She ran as fast as she could to her parked car. She fumbled her keys, dropping them on the ground. Frightened, she looked over her shoulder. He had stopped chasing her, just watching from the alleyway. She hurried into her car and drove away, hands shaking. But ever since then, she couldn't read enough interracial scenarios online. Every other story she consumed involved a BBC pounding a little white girl. Under the covers, she came again and again, imagining their dark hands contrasted against her porcelain skin, groping her, having their way with her, defiling her, gangbanging her, using her as their sex . She wanted to be tied up, publicly, pounded by big black cocks for the whole town to see. Her pussy quivered just thinking about it.

Her boyfriend would dump her in a heartbeat if he knew about those fantasies. Her boyfriend. Fuck, she forgot about him. Jason was a nice enough guy with a big white cock. They were always sneaking around the farm property together, looking for places to make out. She'd given her first blowjob to him, and she'd gotten pretty good at it by now, too. Anna Lee was a cocksucking queen. But all in all, he was pretty boring. He wanted to wait until marriage for sex, despite her horny attempts to seduce him. He just used her as a cum bucket, draining his balls in her mouth whenever he pleased. She'd grown impatient with Jason -- she wanted the real thing. And here was her chance.

The man in her den was thoroughly confused, and far too afraid to notice how horny she'd gotten, how badly she wanted him.

"Goddamn, can I really do this?" she thought to herself. Well...why not? She had him by the balls. He broke into her house when she was all alone. Legally, she could shoot him if she wanted! But she didn't want to hurt him. She didn't want to call the cops. She wanted to have some fun. She remembered that her parents would be gone all weekend. Her heart fluttered. An entire weekend with a big black cock all to herself...

She took a breath. "So I've heard niggers have big dicks. Is that true?"

He was a deer in the headlights. "Wh-what?"

"Are you slow or somethin'? I've heard y'all have big swingin' dicks. That right?"

"Look, miss, you have the wrong idea. I swear on my life, I didn't come here to do anything to you. I didn't even know you was here. I never done anything like that, and definitely not to a kid!"

"A kid?!" She huffed. "You think a little girl is pointing this shotgun at your head, boy? I am 18 years old, and I am not a virgin!"

He was taken aback and only more confused.

Impatiently, she commanded him to march to her parents' bedroom. She followed him with the gun pointed, never wavering. "Open that drawer on the nightstand," she told him. "Get those handcuffs out."

He rummaged around. "I just see a bunch of sex toys...wait, there it is. There are a couple here..."

"Grab all four of them." She had snooped around more than once.

He rummaged a bit more and took them out one by one.

"Now walk back down the hall. Door on the left. That's my room."

He did as she told him. As they stood next to Anna Lee's bed, her heart was beating a hundred miles an hour.

"Alright, then. Let's see it."

"What?"

"Your big nigger dick, dummy, what else? Take your clothes off."

He was beginning to realizing what was happening. Up until now, he assumed he was being handcuffed so she could call the cops and wait until they arrived.

"This...this is the weirdest night of my life," he muttered.

She nodded her head at his pants, raising her eyebrows.

"Okay, you're the one with the gun."

"And don't you forget it."

He undressed and Anna Lee could barely contain her excitement. She stifled a smile. He was fucking huge.

"Alright then, get on the bed with those handcuffs."

He hesitated and she chided him.

"Get a move on! Listen, you're gonna do exactly what I tell you to do. Or else I'm gonna call the police and tell them you broke in to my house and tried to have your way with me with that big nigger dick. Now, handcuff both legs to the bedposts. Yeah...alright, good. Now do your right hand. You're right-handed, aren't you? Good. Now get that last one around your other wrist. Bring it nice and slowly over to the bedpost..."

His right hand and both of his ankles were firmly secured to the bedposts. He was completely spread out. She approached the bed but hesitated. She looked him in the eyes.

"Don't try nothin'," she warned. "The look in your eyes says you're thinking about grabbing me, but I already told you -- if you don't do exactly as I say, I'm gonna call the cops, and they'll wanna know why you're in my house with all your clothes off. Now, try to hook that handcuff around the bedpost...alright..."

She reached over and clicked it shut. She let out a huge sigh of relief. He glared at her, trapped. She started to feel the excitement bubbling up again. She admired her handiwork, gazing at his black body, spread eagle on her own bed.

"Oh my gosh..." she whispered. "We are gonna have so much fun!" She set the gun down in the corner and ran back to her parents bedroom and into their bathroom, opening drawers until she found it: Her dad's Viagra.

She could hear the intruder struggling against his restraints as she skipped back down the hall. He stopped as she reentered the room.

"Y'know, most guys would considered themselves pretty damn fortunate to be in your shoes!"

"What do you want?!" He cried out.

She looked at him incredulously. "Maybe you really are slow. I want that big black cock!"

"Well...you didn't have to tie me up for that!"

"Nah, I like you right where you are. Removes any uncertainty about the whole situation. For all I know, you're some kinda psycho!"

"You're the psycho!" He blurted out.

She smirked and climbed up on the bed, by his feet. "I think what you'll find..." she cooed as she traced her fingers along his leg, "is that I like to be in control."

She reached up to his face and pulled his ski mask off. "Mm, you're cute!" She said. She ran her fingers up to his cock, stopping just short. Then she grabbed his balls, gently. She massaged his growing cock as it stiffened. She looked up at him and smiled, because she could see he was already succumbing to her. Men were so easy.

She stroked his cock, amazed at how big and thick he was. She was getting wet just looking at it.

"I don't know if my little pussy can handle all that," she whimpered.

"Well, you said you wasn't a virgin."

"Does that bother you?" she asked, stroking him softly.

The man smiled. "No, it doesn't."

But she'd lied to him. If she got on top of his big throbbing dick, that would be the moment she lost her virginity. Somehow, it just hadn't happened yet. Her parents were very strict and controlling, but she still managed to give handjobs to other boys, and plenty of blowjobs to her boyfriend. But she was still a virgin. The thing is, she knew any man would turn it into a big deal if they knew it was her first time, especially an older man in his twenties like the one in her bed. This way, she held all the cards.

She seductively took off her shirt, and the man sighed in contentment when he saw her. Her body was incredible, and she knew it. She stood next to the bed, turned around and slowly peeled off her pink and white panties, making sure to bend all the way over so he could see it all. She turned back around and couldn't help smiling when she saw his face. He was wrapped around her finger.

"I want you to eat my pussy." She climbed right up to his face and turned around. She wanted him to eat her out from behind. With him still fully restrained, she sat her ass down on his face and shuddered when his tongue pressed against her clit, running across her pussy and all the way up to her ass. He wasn't shy. He was sliding his tongue way up her asshole. She moaned. He was hungry for her. He started tonguing her clit insatiably, like he needed it to breathe. She looked down at the big black cock in front of her, amazed by how surreal it all still felt.

"Oh...fuckk....oh...! Fuckkkkkkkk!!" She came, and came harder than she'd ever cum in her life. He didn't relent, bringing her over the edge again.

"Stick out your tongue for me, baby, hold it out," she said. He obeyed and she rode him, grinding her ass on his tongue until she went over the edge again. Three orgasms in two minutes.

She collapsed on top of him in relief. He kept gently playing with her clit with her ass perked up like a bitch in heat, finding his way back to her asshole, rimming her. She moaned with her head resting by his waist. He was rock hard, just from eating her out and the sound of her orgasms. She grabbed his heavy snake gently with one hand, and then the other. She could easily hold it two-handed, with a lot of dick left over.

She started sucking him, just the tip at first. She flitted her tongue over the head wildly, and the precum dripping out made her feel like a shark with blood in the water. Her sheer horniness overtook her and she sucked him like the cockslut she was, stroking his manhood with two hands while he licked her clit. Then she slowed down, relaxing her tense muscles while they continued to 69 for several minutes, contentedly pleasuring each other with their mouths.

"Oh...that was amazing!" she moaned, finally rolling off of him.

"You're a dick-sucking queen, darlin'," he said, grinning. "Most girls can't handle this big nigga cock."

"Yeah? You like the way this white girl sucks your big nigger dick?"

He laughed, but didn't say anything. Stroked his heavy black cock.

"It drives you crazy when I call you nigger, doesn't it?" she asked with a smirk, squeezing him.

"Uh...I mean...it...kinda gets me off..." he moaned.

She giggled. "Uh-oh, we have a very horny nigger," she cooed. "You want this white pussy, don't you, nigger?"

He nodded.

She tried to hide her nervousness. He really was big, and her virgin pussy was only used to one or two fingers. But she'd slobbered all over his BBC, and she was soaking wet, so now was as good a time as any. She mounted him, cowgirl, fingers trembling slightly as she steadied his cock and gently guided it past her pussy lips.

At first, it felt good. Then she realized it was only a couple inches in. It just...kept going, stretching her pussy wider and wider. Pain overwhelmed her and she heard herself crying out, as if it were all happening in the other room. He stretched her past her breaking point and she lifted her body off him until the long black cock finally exited her. It felt like it was three feet long.

"Jesus Christ, I think that went up into my stomach!" she exclaimed.

"Yeah...I have this problem a lot," he said. "But goddamn, you're the tightest I've ever felt," he said in awe. "Try it again, it won't hurt as much this time."

She eased herself onto him, and he was right. It wasn't as hard to take it this time.

"Go slowly," she said sternly.

He did as he was told, moving his hips gently into her little white pussy. "Holy fuck," he whispered. "Oh my fucking god...fucking hell, you're so fucking tight, what the fuck..."

"Yeah, I'm tight, daddy, my pussy is so tight for you," she moaned. Mercifully for her, he couldn't last. It was impossible.

"Oh fuck baby I'm gonna--oh fuckkkkkkk!!!" He came inside her tight wet pussy, unaware he just took her virginity. His dick throbbed, filling her up until she was overflowing with his cum.

She closed her eyes and winced as she raised herself up off of him again. His dick finally fell out of her, resting on his stomach. More cum spurted out of her.

"Goodness, did you just unload a gallon of cum inside me?" She was impressed by the sheer volume. "You better not have gotten me pregnant with that."

"Oh, mmhmm..." He was still recovering from her tight, angelic pussy, unable to form coherent thoughts.

"Oh my god...I'm not a virgin anymore," Anna Lee thought to herself. Butterflies filled her stomach. She was so excited she had to tell him. "I'm not a virgin anymore!"

His eyes opened. "You're...wait, you...um..."

"Oh, get over yourself," she said. "All you need to be worried about is round two," she intoned seductively, tracing her finger across his stomach.

"What was that you said about getting pregnant?" He laughed.

"Oh, I'm not on the pill or nothing."

"Y-yeah..." he said, slowly coming out of his post-nut stupor.

"I wanna taste my pussy juice on that big nigger dick," she said. She buried her face in his balls, sucking them gently while his heavy cock rested on her beautiful white skin. She licked his shaft, long and slow, running her tongue up his thick cock while she looked him straight in the eye. She throated him without breaking her gaze, and he was mesmerized by her, watching her with his mouth agape while she sucked him deeper and deeper, fervently pleasuring his BBC. She was insatiable.

She gasped for air. "Fuck, I love big black cock."

"I know you do, baby."

"I fucking love big black cock, I fucking love it," she said hungrily, before deepthroating him again. She bobbed her head down again and again. Guck, guck, guck, guck, guck -- then gasping for air, stroking his dick and slobbering on it again. He was rock hard, ready for her again. He wanted her, too. Her pussy was unlike anything he'd ever felt before.

She leaned up, kissing his chest and neck. She whispered in his ear, "I want you to fuck me like a nigger." She slapped his face, hard. "Fuck me like a nigger," she giggle, spinning around. This time, she rode him reverse cowgirl. "You want to look at my ass, baby?"

"Mm...I just wish I could grab it," he said wistfully.

"We'll get there, just be a good boy and fuck me again. And cum for me again. Can you do that for me?"

"Yes, ma'am."

"Miss."

"Yes, miss."

"Now fuck me, chimp boy."

She slid down on his cock, more sure of herself this time.

"Ohh! Fuck, you feel good," she moaned aloud.

"You like that, you little white bitch?"

"Yes, oh my god, yes..."She rode him harder.

"Say it. Say you love big black cock."

"I love big black cock! Oh fuck, I love big black cock!"

"You're little white bitch who loves this nigga dick?"

"Yes! I'm a little white bitch who loves nigger dick!"

She rode him harder and he pounded his hips against her, their thrusts aligning as their skin slapped together.

"Oh! Ohhhhh!! OhhhhhhHHHHHH...!!!!!" She cried out louder and louder.

"You want this nigga cum?!" he shouted.

"Yes! Yes yes yes yes!!"

"Are you a white slut?"

"I'm a little white slut! I'm a dumb little white slut! I'm a slut for nigger cock!"

"Make me cum, bitch!"

"Oh fuck! Yes! I want you to fuck me in front of my dad," she screamed, riding him harder. "I want to cream on your nigger cock in front of him."

"Yeah, who's your daddy now, bitch?"

"You are! You're my daddy!"

He was nearing the edge. "Damn, baby..."

"Give it to me, daddy! Give me that big nigger dick, daddy! Fuckkk me, ohhhh!!!"

She rubbed her clit furiously, her legs beginning to tremble. A leg-shaking orgasm...she'd read about this in her erotica, and it was really happening to her. She was shocked at how involuntary it was. Her legs started shaking harder and harder. Right before the moment of climax, her vision went blank for split second as the orgasm exploded throughout her body like an atomic bomb.

He finished at the same time, shooting his load of cum a million miles an hour into her tight, warm pussy. Her moaning, her filthy outbursts, and her genuine screams of pleasure...

"Holy fuck," he said, laughing. "Damn...I need some water."

She collapsed next to him. They were both glistening with sweat, chests heaving. She rolled over and grabbed the water, putting the glass to his thirsty lips. She took three large gulps herself and set the glass back on the nightstand. They looked at each other and laughed, and she rested her head on his strong chest, exhausted. They stayed quiet for a few minutes.

"You damn near fucked this girl to sleep," she said. She glanced up at his handcuffs as he shifted his wrists uncomfortably. "Maybe we should think about giving you a break from those..."

"That would be nice. They hurt a bit." He looked over at her. "Cutting off my circulation," he added.

"I just don't want you to run off on me," she said softly. "I don't want to get in trouble."

He laughed, hard. "Girl...who the *fuck* would believe me if I told them this story?"

"Well..."

"Besides, I've taken a liking to you. You're...you're just incredible. Actually, you might have trouble getting rid of me."

"So...does that mean you wanna go for round three?" She asked coyly.

He was stunned. "You are insatiable. I mean, I want to see you again. But as for round three...I'm not really a three-round kinda guy..."

"Mmhmm," she said nonchalantly.

"So...are you gonna untie me?" he asked.

"And let you go? Oh honey, are you kidding? My parents aren't due home for another two days. The fun's just getting started," she said with a wink.

"But I don't think I can go again, baby...I mean, I would, you were amazing. Like, really amazing, but..." he looked down at his soft penis.

She picked up the bottle of blue pills she took from her dad's medicine cabinet. "You're gonna be just fine. Open up!" She fed him one of the pills and put a glass up to his lips, and he choked it down with a sip of water. "Actually, take two. You'll need it for that horsecock." He knew by now there was no point in resisting her.

"Good boy. Now let me get some towels and clean you up. Then I'm gonna take a shower and let my pussy rest for a while. We're gonna have so much fun, me and you!" Anna Lee beamed.