Date: Wed, 11 Oct 2017 05:26:12 +0000 (UTC) From: Jan None Subject: My Black Boss (Lesbian/Interracial, oral, anal, F/F) Interracial, oral, anal, F/F This story is a work of fiction and contains descriptions of explicit sexual acts between a young girl and older women. If this type of content offends you or you are under the age of 18 do not read it. Copyright 2017 Jan, all rights reserved Please mail to janmay696@yahoo.com if you have any suggestions for a future story. My Black Boss By Jan I came from a pour family from the Midwest that moved to southern California in hopes of a better life. We settled in the west Los Angeles area call hawthorn, because that was the area with low enough rent. I went to Morningside High School. It just happens to be almost under the approach to the Los Angeles International Airport (LAX) with passenger planes passing over head every few minutes the teachers interrupted their speech without even recognizing they were doing it. Upon graduating I looked for a job and was hired to work for the Revlon perfume factory located on El Segundo Bulverde. Of course, it was a boring menial job, just packaging little bottles as they come off the automatic filling line. My boss was a stocky heavyset black woman, named Nyomi. She was an intimidating figure of a woman. Short cropped wiry hair that had a rusty reddish color. She had a big bulbous butt with matching tits. They had to be at least 52-J size. She wore jeans that were so tight that everyone could see the pantie likes on her rump, and big T-shirts that couldn't hide that her bras had wide shoulder straps that cut into her shoulders. To say that I was afraid of her would be an understatement. It only took a short time before the routine to become monotonous. Lunch time and brake time was when the girls would gossip like a room full of cackling hens. I avoided getting too friendly with them. I couldn't avoid hearing them carry on about the women they despised. The common topic of conversation was about the bleached blonde secretary having sex with the married plant manager. One of them even claimed to having had seen her giving him a blowjob in his office. Having seen his office, I doubted the truth of her statement because the only windows are on the second floor overlooking the street and the factory floor. Unless she had X-ray vision I doubt that she saw what she claimed. The other woman they liked to gossip about was Nyomi. They feared her, so she was often the topic of conversations. Several women claimed that she was a wicked dyke. Several of them cushioned me not to let myself get in a position where I would be alone with her. There were stories about her fucking certain women working there and others that were gone. Not wishing to think ill of her or anyone, I tried to keep an open mind. Like most young girls, I couldn't get away fast enough when quitting time arrived. As soon as I saved up a little money I made a down payment on an old Honda Civic. It was a thrill to finally be able to get around without having to rely on public transportation. I was able to go to any beach I wanted to go to, and shop anyplace besides the local mall. I never considered myself attractive. I envied women with large tits. I felt like my legs were too long for my short trunk, and I felt like my hips were too wide. I hated that my hair was a mousy looking light brown and straight. Even my eyes are not brown or green but a mix of both. I didn't have many social skills, so I didn't have many friends. After school, the few friends I had either found jobs that kept them busy as much as me, and a couple of them managed to get into college. One went to a local junior college, but one got into the University of California at Los Angeles (UCLA), so all of us drifted apart. The women I worked with were mostly older tired wmen with children, so they didn't have time to party. The ones closer to my age either had boyfriends or otherwise weren't interested in hanging out with a girl like me. My family was well meaning and occasionally lined me up with dates they thought would be a good match for me. Of course, they were guys that didn't interested me. Either they or their job was as boring as mine. The guys that were surfers didn't appeal to me either. I had no desire to hang out with guys that were into football or fast cars either. So, time passed slowly, I had to think about finding a better job. I started going to night school at the junior college. I kept to myself during lunch. Most time I was reading school books. One Friday as I was headed to the parking lot Nyomi stopped me, and asked me to accompany her to have dinner with her. The first thing that went through my mind was the stories about her, but I rejected them, and because I didn't have a class that evening, so I agreed to have dinner with her. I followed her as she led me to a family Italian restaurant nearby. We parked on the street, and made our way into the restaurant. We were greeted by a plump little, old, Italian with a broken accent. He obviously knew Nyomi judging by the way he greeted her. The place smelled of cheese, garlic and wine. We were seated at a table for two, and given menus. He brought a bottle of wine with two glasses without asking my age. It is unimportant what we had to eat, but it was delicious. She was asking about how I was doing in school, and a lot of personal questions about myself. She also told me a lot of things about herself. She came from a large family that lived in Watts. Two of her brothers had been killed as a result of gang violence. They had been members of the Crypts and the Bloods shot them as a result of retaliation over territory rights. She even showed me the gang tattoos on her body that she kept covered while at work. She assured me that in her neighborhood if you didn't belong to the Crypts you wouldn't be safe. Talking to her I felt comfortable in her company. After our meal Nyomi suggested that we go to a movie together, and added that I could leave my car at her apartment and she would drive. She lived in northern Lynwood, so I left my car at her apartment and she drove us to the Crenshaw district to a theater that was a black theater. It was showing a movie my father would call a chick flick. It was a movie about a white man falling in love with a black girl. It ended with the man being killed by a truck plowing into the side of his car before they could consummate their love, a tear jerker. During the movie Nyomi held my hand gently. When we returned to her apartment she invited me up to have a glass of wine. I felt like I couldn't refuse her, so we went up to her apartment. It was a typical single apartment. It had a small kitchenette /dining area. The living area with a cheap couch on one wall facing a TV against the other wall, a small bathroom with shower, and a bedroom behind the kitchen. While I sat on the couch, and she got a wine bottle with two glasses and joined me on the couch. She sat the glasses on the coffee table in front of us and pulled the cork on the bottle, before filling our glasses. After we took our first sip she told me about herself. She told me that she had been virtually married to a girlfriend for more than four years. It ended when she came home from work early one day and found her in bed with a teenaged neighbor girl. It was obvious it wasn't the first time the way the girl was eating her pussy. That was why the women a work called her a dyke. For some reason felt sympathy for her a lot, and was attracted to her, so when she suggested that I spend the night with her, and assured me that I could sleep on the couch or with her. She added that she wouldn't do anything I didn't want to happen. I leaned forward and hissed her on the mouth. We made our way to the bedroom and started taking our clothes off. When she removed her T- shirt and that monstrous cupped bra, I saw the gang tattoos, and on her shoulder, was a tattoo of a pretty black girl with long hair over her shoulder. When she saw that I was looking at the tattoo, she casually said that it was a portrait of the woman that had been her wife. I expressed my sympathy, as I finished taking off my clothes. When she removed her panties', and got in bed I felt obligated to do the same. As we settled down in bed she kissed me again. This time she even stuck her tongue into my mouth. I found myself sticking out my tongue for her to suck on it. I found myself feeling one of her big tits. One thing led to another and I couldn't resist sticking my face between her big massive tits. Her flesh smelled of like honeysuckle. She placed her hands on the sides of her tits and folded them around the sides of my head. I licked her flesh, and eventually sought out one of her nipples. The light filtering through the drapes allowed me to see just how large her areolas and nipples were. They were a dark chocolate brown and almost as large as the palm of my hand, and the nipple was the size of a concord grape. While I was sucking on her nipple Nyomi reached down and started masturbating me. Having someone else masturbate me was far more exciting that doing it myself. My cunt was producing copious amounts of lubricating fluid as she finger- fucked me with her big fat fingers. It didn't take long and I had a strong orgasm. She smelled her fingers and tasted them before wiping my lips with her fingers and allowing me to smell and taste them. I placed my hand on her thick thigh and she spread her legs to give me access to her cunt. Her vulva was covered with coarse wiry hairs. Her vulva was very bulbous and her vagina was already very slippery with lubricating fluid. The smell was very pungent as I proceeded to masturbate her. It took a long time to get her off. My arm got tired from all of the work, but she eventually told me in dirty words that she was cumming and clamped her legs around my wrist pinning my hand between them. When she relaxed, I withdrew my hand and just had to smell my fingers and hand covered with her fluid. That was the strongest pussy odor I had ever smelled I tasted my fingers too. The taste was only slightly like ammonia. Nyomi eventually positioned herself between my legs and lifted my butt up off the bed and started eating my pussy. She was like an animal the way she shook her head and her tongue was like a snake. She was driving me crazy. She licked my asshole and even finger fucked my asshole while she ate my pussy. When I had another orgasm I actually lost control of my bladder and started peeing in her mouth. I tried to apologize, but Nyomi wouldn't hear of it. She was thrilled that she had pleased me so much. It took me a little while to recover, but when I did I was fascinated with her big tits. I used both hands to lift one big tit and moved down to suckle on that big chocolate nipple. I shewed on it gently enough to cause pain, and I created a vacuumed and stretched her tit as much as I could. The pure weight of her tit eventually broke the suction and her breasts came out of my mouth and flattened over chest like a large water filled over her chest. I buried my face between her perfumed its. Nyomi praised me for being her sweet little baby and beached me to suck her pussy too. When I did go down on her I found out what her pussy tasted like. I managed to lift her heavy legs and spread them, with her help, and buried my face in her crotch. Her pubic hair was like raking my tongue on sand paper, but when I got inside the crack I found that her clitoris was as large as most women's thumbs. I was able to get her clit in my mouth like it was a little penis. I must have looked funny as I looked up at her with my nose pressed against her vulva. When I got around to sticking my tongue into her cunt my mouth was indented with copious amounts of slimy liquid with a strong smell and a slightly acrid taste. I was very proud of myself when Nyomi announced that she was cumming. She was screaming, "You are the best pussy eating little bitch that has ever eaten my cunt!" We spent the night taking turns sucking tits, eating pussies and even tongue fucking each other's assholes. I would have never believed I could actually enjoy spreading the big flabby dimpled butt of a woman and sticking my nose and tongue into anyone's smelly asshole. Her body glistened with sweat and my face was covered with the sweat between the cheeks of her butt. It her direction I found that I could actually stick my arm up her ass half way up my forearm. We eventually fell asleep exhausted and slept late. We took our time getting up. Our bladders required us to empty them first. We were crowded in the small shower together. It was fun washing each other. I even used her toothbrush. Hell, I had my tongue in her mouth, in her cunt and asshole, so why would it bother me using her toothbrush. When we were finished with the bathroom we enjoyed breakfast of eggs and toast with black coffee without bothering to dress. After cleaning up the kitchen we went to the couch to watch a little TV while we made out and jilled each other. I was the one to kneel on the carpet between her thick thighs and tongue-fuck her cunt again. By the time the sun was setting I was in love with my fat black boss. I eventually moved in with her and we set up housekeeping together. I became her second wife and she introduced me to anal and pussy fucking with a strap-on dildo. We have even discussed adopting a couple of mixed race girls. I hope you enjoyed the story, and if you have a story you would like told, please send your outline mail to janmay696@yahoo.com.