I Don’t Care What The Others Think [FF] [Interracial] [Oldie] [Intimate] [Romantic]

The year 1955

I met Rosa at the end of high school. She was that one kind, sweet, beautiful black girl that sat next to me in history and I kind of developed a liking for her over the weeks since we met.

A lot of people didn’t like her, however. And I knew why. To be entirely honest, I don’t care what color she is. In fact, if she was white, she’d be just like everyone else. Her uniqueness is what I liked about her.

What I loved about her.

Like always, I arrived at history before she did and she soon followed. She sat down next to me, placed her bag on the ground, and looked at me.

“Hey!” She said.

“Hey! How are you?”

“I’m good. You?”

“I’m great.”

“That good.”

She pulled out her binder and textbook and began setting up for class. I was nervous as to what I was about to ask, but did it anyway.

“Uhm, did you wanna hang out today?”

“Hang out?” She was puzzled.

“Yeah. Like at my house. You don’t have to if that’s weird.”

“No no, why would that be weird?”

“Well, you just kinda seemed confused so I kinda almost regretted asking.”

“No, it’s okay. Yeah, I’d love to hang out!”

“Perfect!” I said. I wrote down my address on a small piece of paper and gave it to her.

“Can’t wait!” She said.

I was now smiling and I couldn’t seem to get it off my face. Out of the corner of my eye, I could see her smiling as well.

Absolutely perfect.

Later that night, she knocked on my door and I answered to see her in a cute pair of pants and a white blouse. She looked just as gorgeous as ever.

“Come in!” I said excitedly and led her inside. We went down to the basement where my room was. There was also a living room area where we kept our TV. “So, should we put on the TV? Or should we do something else?”

She shrugged. “I don’t know. I don’t live here, I don’t know what to do.” We both chuckled and then looked at each other. Man, she had beautiful eyes. Her face was simply flawless. She looked away and cleared her throat. “Umm, I guess we could see what’s on?”

“Sure.” I said.

I switched on the TV and we both sat down on the couch. I Love Lucy was playing and we both settled for that. Sitting next to each other soon turned into sitting close to each other. And before I knew it, we were full on cuddling. The fact that she wasn’t resisting confirmed that there was definitely something there. I tried not to be too forward, but also wanted to do everything with her. Eventually, we both sat up and looked at each other.

“What?” She said.

“Nothing.” I replied. I placed my hand gently on her face and kissed her softly. Her lips tasted wonderful, and they locked so perfectly with mine. Our kiss lasted about 5 seconds before she pulled away. She had a sheepish, regretful look on her face. Fuck. I might’ve ruined it.

“I’m sorry.” She said, “I have to go.”

She got up from the couch and went up the stairs. I heard the door open and then close. She was gone, and I sat there feeling empty. I really liked her kiss, it felt amazing. But was it worth it?

The next day, she was later than she usually was. But alas she sat down next to me and thus the awkward silence. She didn’t say her usual “hi” and I sure didn’t want to say it. I knew I did something bad. I just couldn’t figure out what. I thought I did everything right that night.

“Lisa! Come over here!” I heard a loud whisper say. It was my group of friends that I usually hung out during lunch with. And other times outside school, of course. I usually only talked to Rosa in this class, but that obviously wasn’t happening.

I walked over and they were giggling, almost judgmentally.

“What are you doing with her?” One of them asked.

“What do you mean?” I was perplexed.

“I’m talking about Rosa. The black girl?”

“Okay, what about her? You guys aren’t my only friendsโ€ฆ”

“Oh, friend huh? Her? You’re kidding me, right? Look at her!”

I turned around and looked at her. She was staring at our group and diverted her eyes from us.

I turned back to them.

“So what? She’s just like us.”

“Hell no she’s not. You and everyone here knows that.”

Damn it, she was making me mad.

“You guys are ridiculous.” I said. I gave them my dirtiest look and walked away. I sat down next to Rosa. She was finishing up her history homework and I finally worked up the courage to put my hand on her arm. She looked at me.

“I’m sorry for last night.” I said. “That was totally out of line for me.”

She scoffed. “Yeah, out of line according to your friends. I heard what they said.”

“Rosa, I don’t think like them. I actually like you.”

She rolled her eyes and went back to her homework.

“Look, can we talk about this later? Alone?”

She didn’t say anything.

“My house, does that sound good? If you don’t believe me then, you’re more than welcome to leave. There’s a lot of stuff I want to tell you.”

I could tell she was considering it.

“Please?” I begged.

“Fine. I’ll come over around 8.”

“Perfect.”

And so I waited. I ignored my friends at lunch and on the way home, I ran past my mom and down the stairs to my room. And there I waited for hours, doing nothing. My heart was pounding. I hope I didn’t just lose a friend.

Suddenly, my door knocked and I ran up the stairs to answer it. There she was.

“Hey.” I said. “You came.”

“Yep. I did.”

I let her in and we went down to the basement. We didn’t sit. Instead, we stood in front of my bedroom door.

“What is it?”

I couldn’t stand it anymore. I pulled her in and kissed her again. This time, she just stood there, still. Not doing anything back. Finally, I felt her lips lock with mine again and she wrapped her arms around me.

She broke the kiss.

“I’m confused…why do you like me? Aren’t you worried about what they’ll think?”

I looked her deep in her eyes.

“I don’t care what the others think. Okay? I really, truly care for you.” I moved closer. “I think I love you, Rosa.”

Her eyes grew a little and her jaw dropped slightly.

“Really?” She asked, smiling. I nodded.

She kissed me and I placed my hands on her waist while she hugged my shoulders. I couldn’t help it and reached down and touched her ass a little. She broke the kiss and giggled.

“Having fun there?”

I nodded.

She grabbed my arms and guided them up to her chest and I was able to feel her C cup breasts.

“Well, you’ve gotta go for the whole package.”

And so I did.

I groped them and felt them all around. They were so soft and natural. Everything about them was perfect.

“I have an ideaโ€ฆ” I said.

“Go on.” She said, catching on.

I stood back and removed my shirt, revealing my bra covered breasts. I unbuttoned my pants and dropped them to my ankles. She looked me up and down attentively.

“Your turn.” I said.

She grinned and didn’t hesitate. She slowly backed up into my room and I followed her. We shut the door behind us and I sat on the bed and watched her undress. Every button and every movement was an adventure. She was stunning. Finally, she was in her bra and panties, along with me, and she climbed on top of me to kiss me. She even *smelled* beautiful!

I reached behind her and unclipped her bra. Without even looking, I tossed it aside and continued. She rolled over and I joined her, now on top of her, still kissing. She returned the favor and did the courtesy of unhooking my bra for me and tossing it aside. I leaned backward and admired her. Man, her tits were fucking perfect now that I saw them without any covering. They were totally round and her nipples were perfectly centered. I squeezed them in my hands. She pulled me down and flipped me back over.

“Can I try something?” She asked politely. I nodded. She slowly made her way down to my panties and slowly pulled them off. And for the first time ever (and certainly not the last), I showed her my pussy. “Oh wow.” She said, and smiled. She placed two fingers on it and spread my labia apart. I gasped, not expecting her to do that.

“Don’t judge me if I can’t figure it out at first.” She said.

“Figure what-” I was cut off by her putting her mouth on my clit. *Oh. That’s what.* I thought. And holy shit did it feel nice. She took her mouth off and looked at me for approval. I smiled at her and placed my hand on the back of her head, guiding her back to my pussy. She quietly moaned a little “mmm” of approval onto my pussy and continued. She started just by licking, which felt nice. But then she got the amazing idea of sucking on it in a firm, yet gentle way.

I couldn’t help but moan at the incredible feeling of a whole new world opening up to me. A world that Rosa unlocked for me. She looked warmly into my eyes as she pleasured me. I leaned my head back in pleasure and looked back at her beautiful face time and time again. The intimate connection between us as we shared our first sex together was enough to bring me to a wonderful first orgasm into Rosa’s spectacular mouth.

“Ohh fuck that feels so good!” I said before orgasming, and then moving to a “OHHH FUCK YES ROSA!” The wave of pleasure overwhelming my body was unexpected, yet totally welcome. I didn’t even know a girl could do that.

I panted as she climbed up to me and kissed me. I tasted sweet off her tongue and it greatly improved our kiss.

“I think it’s your turn now, Rosa.” I said. She smiled and laid on her back beside me, ready for me. I got up and positioned myself between her legs and tried to mimic what she did. I admired her beautiful pussy. Small clit, neatly tucked in lips, and the perfect contrast between the chocolate tone of her skin and the pink interior of her gorgeous pussy. It was everything I hoped for and more.

The second my tongue began to explore her, I was addicted. It tasted so sweet and wonderful, I couldn’t help but dive in and totally devote myself to it. And to say I devoured her wouldn’t begin to describe it.

“Oh fuck, yesss.” She said, “ugh, that feels so good.” It was music to my ears and it only further motivated me to continue. She put her hands on my head and pushed me in. An invitation to make her cum all over my face. An invitation I’d accept faster than a heartbeat.

Lemme tell ya, eating a girl to orgasm is a hell of a feeling.

Her moans were tender and adorable and intimate. She stroked my hair and face after I did it. This brought an intimate feeling to the room and I enjoyed it very much. I climbed up her, straddling her, and kissed her passionately. She tasted wonderful, just as before, and her lips locked perfect with mine once again.

I looked her in the eyes and she looked back. There was silence between us. I noticed our pussies were touching and I moved my hips to tease her a little. But then I realized that it felt really nice. So I continued. It sent tingles through my whole body and it felt much better than I thought it would. We both grunted softly from the pleasure as we looked into each other’s eyes. Seeing her facial expressions as I grinded our pussies together was unlike any feeling I’ve ever felt. Tingle after tingle swept both of our bodies. The pleasure was so intense we could barely stand it. Instead of sitting up while grinding her, I instead lay on her chest and nuzzle my neck into hers, still grinding. We both matched each other’s moans as I felt an orgasm approaching. A noticeable buildup of pressure formed inside of me. I guessed that Rosa was feeling the same thing.

“Can you feel it building up?” I asked her, looking at her again. She simply nodded and rolled her eyes back into her head.

“Ohhh fuckk” she said as we both moaned louder and louder untilโ€ฆ

Boom. It felt like an explosion. The buildup of pressure finally released altogether in the most satisfying orgasm of my entire life. The pleasure was far too intense for me to keep going, so I stopped as we both lay there panting. We eventually locked eyes again while catching our breath. I leaned down and kissed her softly.

“That was incredible!” She said excitedly. She reached her arms up and wrapped them around my shoulders.

“I think so too!” I said. “We need to hang out more often.”

“Much more.”

Man, oh man, does it feel good to put out another story. I’ve missed you guys and I miss having all the free time in the world. Well, not *all* of it, but still. Summer’s here which means my work needs more help. And alas, here I am to help. Surely you understand! I still love and miss you guys and I hope my content hasn’t wavered or weathered over time. If so, please tell me and I’ll be sure to up my game a little :)

This story was definitely different and if I came off a little weird, I sincerely apologize for that. But this is one of my prouder ones and it felt good to finish (pun intended).

The poll I put out for porn recommendations received a resounding yes from all but one (don’t know who that is, but I don’t judge. I can understand if you only want erotica. Don’t worry, there’ll be plenty of that!). So stay tuned for some sexy les porn in the future.

Until the next story, folks! Love and thank you all! :)

Source: reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/nrmu8h/i_dont_care_what_the_others_think_ff_interracial

4 comments on “I Don’t Care What The Others Think [FF] [Interracial] [Oldie] [Intimate] [Romantic]

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