The Young Master and his Ebony Slave (Part One) - Sex Stories

The Young Master and his Ebony Slave (Part One)

“Another day…in my pathetic life…in this sad pathetic world.” Sighing to herself like she did at the end of every work day, Denise Noble gathered her things from her locker, slammed it shut, and made her way to the bulletin board to clock out. “Hey Denise. Rough work day?” Her co-worker Amy had just came to relieve her. Her long blonde hair was tied up in its usual high ponytail; two long strands of hair hanging in front of her face made her look like a character from an anime. She had pale white skin, even though Amy was always out and about in the sun. Her bright blue eyes always sparkled with laughter. Denise nodded. “Yeah you could say that.” She clocked out and slipped her hand in her purse pulling out a small black and red brush. She ran it through her red dyed hair, which she made a mental note of, needed to be re-dyed again. Her hair stopped just in the middle of her back. She was black with a Native American background. Her hair was always long and somewhat manageable. Tying up her hair into a loose bun, she shoved the brush back into her purse and waved back at Amy. “Alright, I’ll see you guys again next week.” Before Amy could say anything else, Denise had left the staff room and made her way through the clothing store until she reached the front doors. She shivered slightly. “I don’t understand as to why they have the air conditioning on full blast up here.” She growled to herself and opened the door, letting the warm summer air hit her face. “Much better.” It ...

... was the middle of June, basically the beginning of fun and excitement. Looking around the parking lot, she spotted her car and quickly made her way toward it. She smiled as she eyes greeted her orange-red Camaro. She got this baby when she graduated from high-school. It was the last gift her father gave her before he passed away. She loved this car more than anything in the entire world. She was just feet away from the car when a burgundy Impala almost ran into her. She fell over from the shock of it all, and she watched the car park next her Camaro. Her heart racing, she sat there glaring at the car. The sound of the door opening and then closing, and rushing footsteps were heard and she breathed heavily. “You jack ass! What the fuck is your problem! You almost hit me! Did you not see where you were…” she stopped mid-sentence. Looking up her eyes widened and her heart seemed to stop mid-beat. Her mouth hung open as she took a look at what was probably the sexiest being that she ever laid eyes on. His long black hair was a little ruffled, with soft streaks of blonde that could be mistaken for pure gold. Soft, creamy white skin that was tinted with a little touch pink; most likely due to the heat. His lips weren’t too thin, there was just enough plump for her to nibble and suckle on and turn an even darker shade of red. He was tall, at least over 6 foot, medium build; a strong chest, and arms that she could lick for days. All that aside, it was his eyes that she was drawn to the ...