Date: Wed, 30 Sep 2020 22:02:00 -0400 (EDT) From: E MOSER Subject: A Sissy and Ginger Story:#23, Brenda and the BBC (Bisexual,Interracial, Relationships, High School) A Sissy and Ginger Story:#23, Brenda and the BBC (Bisexual,Interracial, Relationships, High School) Brenda and the BBC by Larry Marian Brenda O'Sullivan walked into the bar at the Marriott on the Canadian side of Niagara Falls by herself.Fred, her darling, was clear on the other side of honey moon heaven, Las Vegas. She was by herself, at a symposium that appeared be totally irrelevant to her as a mid -level number cruncher. She'd suggested Billy Wallace, which would have been fine, but his grandmother had chosenthis time to die and he was unavailable.Well, there was other work to get done and just maybe she could learn a lot. After all, she'd never been to Canada, although Mexico was in the works for her and Fred the end of next month. She looked around at the crowd waiting for the introduction for Saturday and Sunday morning.According to the program, she would start out at table #4; with sixteen tables with six each, she thought she was rather high up in the pecking order.She saw she was paired with a Sydney McPherson of Kingston, Ontario. Would he have a bowler hat and an unlit pipe in his mouth? she thought.What would he think of a short black skirt covering a black thong? The other four at the table showed up but the seat next to her stayed vacant.Then a man hurried towards Table #4.He was tall, dark, and handsome, witha white cowboy hat, rather weathered, a cowboy shirt, jeans with a big buckle, and cowboy boots, but no spurs. There was no question that he had a tan not from riding herd, but from ancestors from Africa.What an entrance, she thought. He got to the empty seat and smiled down at Brenda.Her heart did not go "pitter pat.""Sorry I'm late, " he said. "Ole Paint needed about forty-five liters of regular petrol to get me here." Brenda looked at him. "I'm Brenda O'Sullivan.You are Sydney McPherson?" "I am.Long story.Actually began about1740 with a Scottish overseer and a fourteen year old girl octaroon.Along the way I blacked up and moved north over the next three hundred years.You interested in stuff like that? "By the way, I read your presentation in Aruba and the lavish praise on it.I'd like to add my Canadian comment on it.`Well done.' " The older couple sitting across laughed."If you don't know, that's the Canadian equivalent of a Yank's Medal of Freedom at least. " Brenda laughed."Thanks. I took my MBA dissertation, tweaked it a bit, added some stuff I'd learned, and used my high school debate knowledge to add a bit of color. "So why do you look like the Lone Ranger if you are from Kingston, Ontario?I looked at Google Earth.Not many ranches there." "Call me Sid.I live and work in Manitoba.Corporate headquarters is in Kingston to make communication between us and the USA easier."He grinned. "We have a special section to translate kilometers to miles, for example." Brenda smiled in return. An hour later, having agreed that a Canadian hour and a US hour were the same, they returned to table #4 for the rubber chicken dinner.It wasn't.The roast beef was rare, the potatoes at their best, the peas and onions verygood, along with some nice southern Canadian wines. As they finished the sobert Sid leaned over to Brenda," I saw you having a glass of white wine earlier.I have some up in my room.There's also some bread, cheese, and sausage.Would you care to come up for a bit?" Brenda looked at him and smiled.This Canadian black guy wants to get in this US white gal's pants.Seems like it might work out, she thought. "Sounds like a good idea. Travel budget ate into hotel budget.No jacuzzi." "I've got one in my suite."He smiled."But I don't have a suit." Brenda put her hand on his arm."I don't either, Sid.I never wear one in a jacuzzi." "Well, I'm ready when you are," Sid said, putting on his cowboy hat.With that he took her hand and led her to the elevators.As the door closed he put an arm around her."I'm tenth floor.Might be a lonely ride." "Lonely can be good," Brenda responded as his lips drew closer to hers. "You are a very attractive woman."With that he kissed her and she responded at once. They were still engaged a tongue war when the elevator door opened.They broke their clinch as he took her hand."The suite is nicer," "I'm sure," she said as he led her to his door.Once inside he locked the door and set the deadbolt. "Bedroom?"She asked. "I figured that's where we're headed. Your face says you want a BBC." She looked mystified."BBC?" He led her to the king size bed to slowly guide her to it. "Big Black Cock.You never had one?" She laughed."In fact, no.But I have a BWC."The conversation stopped as they kissed again as his hand went to her breast.He began to tug at her top. "BWC?" "Big White Cock.Fred's just at seven inches.Guess I'll see yours soon," as he removed her top as she finished with his shirt.Brenda attacked the cowboy belt. "Let me take off my boots." "Please do," as she got off the bed to strip off her black skirt to get back on the bed with only a black mesh bra and black thong on.He lay back down with his belt loose and bare chest. She smiled as she undid his pants."I assume you like being sucked." "Love it when it's done well." "I think you'll enjoy this."She quickly undid her bra to let it fall to bed.She pulled his pants and drawers down to his knees."My.That is a BBC.I've never seen a purple head. She lowered her head to lick it. "Tastes the same. "Then she began in earnest. After a minute Sid let out a low moan."So nice.Yeah.Good.You good. Born to suck.Born to suck black cock. Surprised I was your first. Oh, yeah.Nice tongue.You're getting me close. Oh, God, don't stop now!Cumming!" She took all he had, swallowing after his first blast.He raised her up and kissed her, then turned her on her back, pulled down her thong and proceeded to attack her pussy with definite skills in muff diving.She'd cum twice before he slithered up her body to ease his cock into her well prepared snatch. That brought on her third cum. "How you doing?Thatblow job sure increased my stamina." "Doing fine.Cum's working up.So not the time for me to ask, but how many white women have you had sex with?" "Umm. You are number nine." "Um.In how many years?Five? Ten?" "That's this year." "I had no idea.Oh, God.Cumming, Sid.Making me cum. " "Me, too.YESSS."He'd filled her mouth, but now her pussy got her share. They lay there for a few minutes, kissing and rubbing."You going to spend the night?We haven't gotten into the jacuzzi yet." "Tell you what.Let's get a glass of wine, nibble some cheese and sausage.You give me your room number and key.I'll throw on my jeans, a robe, and some flops and get your things for tonight, tomorrow night, and Sunday morning.How does that sound? " "Sounds great.I think it's too late to cancel my room." "I'll take care of that. I think you can check out tomorrow morning. " "Do you snore or steal covers?" "Nobody has complained.But it's not uncommon to be woken up at 0200 by my partner climbing on top of me." Brenda laughed."I do that to Fred all the time." "Fred your husband?" "No.He's my darling."She smiled and wondered if she should explain.Not now, she decided . Sid rolled out of bed and walked to the small kitchen.He took out a bottle of wine, and some covered containers from the small refrigerator."I'm going to open the wine now.I'll see if there is something like a decanter to let it breathe a bit." He opened the bottle and found what was probably a vase for flowers, but rinsed it out and and shook the last of the water out, then gently poured the red wine into it.He sniffed over the wine."This will be good," he said. "What is it.I see it's red." "A 2009 Lafite Rotschilde." "Wow.I've heard of that.Expensive." "And worth it."He smiled and put-on the jeans, flops, and robe, took the key with room number on it.He kissed her again."Start the water, sweet white cakes.It doesn't need to be boiling, but don't freeze my sperm." "I will. And no frozen sperm.No ice cubes will hit my pussy." Twenty minutes later the two sat in the very warm water of the jacuzzi, sipping the wine and snacking on salami and gouda on fresh French bread when a hand wasn't busy on a 32B boob or a seven inch cock, or the entrance to the tunnel of love.There was also plenty of time for tongue battles. At one point Sid sat on the side of the jacuzzi while Brenda sat in the bubbly water sucking him off for a second time. "So you asked me about white girls and women.Well the very first was May Anne Johnston.She was thirteen and I was fifteen, playing JV football.She sucked me off.Three days later she did it again, I went down on her and then we gave each other our virginity. I have to say that playing football got me sucked and laid by every cheerleader in the school. We were close to the US border so we played American football and what you call soccer. "The same thing happened in college.Then I started a business and it boomed. So here I am.Oh, yes. Bout to cum, Brenda.Gotta cum.Oh, yes!! And you swallow so nice!" She withdrew her mouth."Don't know what tastes better.The wine and sausage or your cum." "You say the nicest things.Well, I didn't take that bottle out of the cellar for you to drink, but I'm glad I did. Now my cum was free.The wine was not."He laughed. "I don't think I've had any wine that cost more than$100.I know I've had some that expensive with Fred." "Fred again.I see he's not a casual weekend seminar lover.Like me." "Sid, if we meet again, I'd like another weekend like this with you.You are sure not a stereotype cowboy." "You need to see BLAZING SADDLES." "Oh, yes. I have. I forgot.I'm just having a real good time with you.Thanks.You are an excellent lover and your cock and Fred's are very much alike. But he is my darling."At that she stopped speaking, knowing that she was going to far."Sid.I have to tell you this. I guess I may have to go put my clothes back on and get another room. "Fred is married.Has been for 35 years to the same woman.They have grown kids and maybe a grandkid soon.I'm the same except younger.Fred is my darling.I'm his mistress. "Now, he is very understanding.I know he sees other women on these trips if I'm not with him.Obviously, I see other men.I'm sure you've been to one of these and nothing happened.It has with me several times. "So is it okay?"Sid smiled, then picked her up out of the water to set her on the edge. "My beautiful Brenda, mistress to another man I don't know, please spread your legs for me.I want to kiss those vertical lips of yours." Brenda smiled. "Does that mean I don't have to get dressed and leave?" "It means you're going to get fucked at least three more times this weekend.I might even try anal." "I have my butt plug.I can put it in tomorrow morning if you don't know how. " Sid smiled."I know how.Oh, I get blown at least three more times."Sid stopped talking and began to assaultthe pretty pink lips stretching from her hole to her clit.She came at least three times. They went to the mixer and mixed. She ran into several acquaintances, as did Sid.She'd shared a bed with one, but he smiled and introduced the obvious recent college grad and she introduced Sid who obviously had met a few as well. She realized that this was going to be more and more frequent since that "chance" meeting Fred these ten months ago. Well, she had Fred's e-mail, and Billy's and would ask for Sid's. The first two had hers and Sid had only to ask. Sid was a powerful man, for sure, but, like Fred, and Teddy, they were passionate and compassionate.But then, what about Malcolm?Well, they had agreements that, kept one of them home except for a dire emergency, which had not happened yet. So she was happy when they called it a night to the circle they'd joined earlier.They were not the first to leave, but both with a glass of wine, but not at a cost of several hundred dollars a glass. Back in the suite, they both stripped down to boxers for Sid and lacy bra and thong for Brenda. Theyslowly finished the Lafite with some of the French bread and the Gouda, nibbling food and lips, and talking . Finally, actually only a bit after 2200 they slipped off the rest of their clothes to get into the bed. They made love before going to sleep, a gentle, good night, love making that sent the both to sleep after Sid rolled off Brenda. Somewhere about 0300 Brenda woke to feel a hand randomly tracing her lips.Her sleepy response was to find his erect cock rising from his groin.He groaned."What do you want, sweet black man?Suck or fuck?" "Oh, Missy, ah do declare ya'll wants too much from this here darkie. Massa wants me to pick that cotton all day and fuck his women folk all night." "Okay.Fuck this piece of white bread." Twenty minutes later the two were back asleep, arms around the other. The alarm went off and they sprung into action at once, both regretting they could not shower together. Before Brenda donned a pair of practical pastel panties, Sid slowly inserted her largest butt plug.They were dressed and down for breakfast when the dining room was still half empty. Afterbreakfast there was a quick hand squeeze as each went to their separate session.While they both might have preferred going back to Sid's suite, they had lunch with the program and then went their separate way to theirnew assignments. Later, after the big dinner, the two lay nude on the bed after their time in the jacuzzi, relaxed and mellow, this time sipping a well aged Louis Latour Gevrey-Chambertin 2017."This is different," Brenda said, then took a bite of bread, cheese and salami, with a bit of Dijon. "Yes.You see, my dear, I'm attempting to loosen you up for a 69." "Ah, just trying to ravish poor young white women." "Trying?" "Sid, I have a husband and a darling.Both of them are unfaithful.So am I.So are you.Funny what one can learn in the lady's room.I think I'm falling in love with you." Sid grinned."I have the same problem, Brenda.I never said it, but I have an ex-wife with joint custody.I have a S.O. I don't care what week end seminar it is, I can find an old companion or a new one. But you...there is something that is just fucking special about you - other than you.So, let's keep it as it is.If I'm going to something, I'll e-mail you.If you are, e-mail me.For both of us, if we are going and know that special person is going, we will warn the other.In other words, you, me, and Fred are all going to the same event,you will tell me, Fred will be there,I will fade into the background.Likewise,if I tell youJackie will be there, you know to fade. "How does that sound?" "Best we can do.If only we all could be honest with each other." "That would be best.You want to lie on your front and I'll remove the butt plug and insert the black plug?" "This White Bread would love that." As they dressed after making love before dressing for the farewell breakfast,Sid took Brenda in his arms and kissed her."Well, next time, and there will be a next time, we'll take a hop in the Lear Jet and welcome you to theMile High Club." "What's that?" "Use the internet, White Bread."They laughed. In tne parking lot, Sid leaned out of the driver's side car window, wavedhis soiled cowboy hat at Brenda, and yelled, "Hi Ho Ferrari, AWAYYY!" She yelled from her car, "I know who that unmasked man is!Why he's the Lone Lover!" As she drove away, she said to herself, Don't screw em if they can't take a joke. Now how was she to explain to Harold the two bottles of wine Sid gave her.Would they pay off the mortgage? This is an offshoot of my TALES OF JONES LAB SCHOOL found in Bisexual High School. You may enjoy the background of this adult interracial story