TITLE    : Money Troubles
STORYID  : money-troubles-1
SUMMARY  : A white woman is forced the pay the bills with all she has.
AUTHOR   : OnyxMasters@lit
DATE     : 2023-01-18
CATEGORY : interracial-erotic-stories
FLAGS    : 
TAGS     : |bbc|interracial|white woman|black man|prostitution|converted|race play|fetish|domination|cheating|


Nicole wasn't sure who to blame. The government, and their absolute failure at handling the economy both during and post pandemic, or her boyfriend Ben's obsessive certainty that NFT's were going to be the financial goldmine of the future. Ten of thousands of dollars later, and they were the proud owners of a digital picture of a cigar smoking chimp that was completely and utterly worthless, as even the dumbest of investors were now jumping ship. She slicked down the sides of her smooth and shiny maroon dress, her nylons and black heels matching it perfectly.

"It should really be you who's doing this." she said, looking sadly at herself in the mirror.

"I know, and I agree with you baby, but there isn't much call for male sex workers... unless you're willing to go gay, and I just can't do that." Ben said, decidedly putting her ass on the line, and not his own.

"Well, I'm so glad you're totally fine with me fucking a bunch of male strangers for money then, because it just makes me feel like the most privileged girl in the world." she said sarcastically, wishing she could leave him right now, but being so broke she couldn't even afford the gas to drive across the street.

Nicole had burned a lot of bridges in her life, most notably with her family. Her parents hadn't approved of Ben, something she wished more than ever she had been less contentious about, but she was young and stupid, thinking she knew better. Maybe she could turn back to them, but they would never let her live it down OR trust her again, which would make the house never feel like home again anyway. So instead, she had listened to Ben give his apologetic speeches, and tell her how normal and dignified sex work should be, and how the stigma was finally lifting as people became "more enlightened". Perhaps there was truth to that idea, but not when your long time boyfriend was basically pushing you into it to make up for his incalculably bad financial sense.

"Baby, don't put it like that. You have an amazing body, and while I hate sharing it with anyone, we kinda have to use what's available to us right now." Ben said, still pushing her to right his own wrongs, "I won't love you any less."

"Oh good, that's what was worrying me the most." she shot back, angrily.

Nicole was indeed fairly good looking. She was naturally thin, but she worked out regularly to keep things tight, especially now that she was in her early thirties. Her breasts were modest B's, but her nipples were well formed and symmetrical, her ass and vagina were still tight and well kept, along with her hands and feet, which she had gotten used to tending to at home, since money for mani/pedicures wasn't even in the realm of possible right now. Her long, straight brown hair draped down between her shoulder blades, gently covering her slender neck, and she had blue green eyes that sparkled under her slim silver glasses. She used to pride herself, feeling sexy as men catcalled, or made plays at her, but all of it was starting to feel like a disgusting cage she was trapped in.

"Anyway, you're supposed to be picked up in like, an hour or so, so I'll go with you down to the McDonald's when you're ready." Ben said, checking the message they had received on his cell phone.

Nicole knew they were meeting there because it was a public space, but the fact that it was McDonald's of all places, and that she would have to take a bus to get there first was beyond shameful.

"Just so you know, I fucking hate you right now." Nicole said, the course of her life feeling very, very off track.

"Baby, I know you're mad, but after a few jobs, we'll be back in the game, and you can stop doing this." Ben said, once again leveraging her body.

"Oh jeez, but what if I fall in love with the job? Or meet Richard Gere? How will I ever be able to come back to ALL OF THIS!?" she said, sweeping her hand at their dank and dark apartment, the power days away from being shut off, and the two of them living in the dark to save money.

"Why don't we just head out, okay?" Ben said, seeing his attempts to smooth this over were utterly failing, much like his other investments in Doge Coin.

The bus ride was awkward as one might expect, Ben sitting as close to her as possible for protection, strangers eye fucking her from every direction. Despite looking as dolled up as she had ever been in her life, she certainly didn't feel sexy anymore, and it was positively tragic. The sun was already going down, and the spring twilight was cool and pleasant, almost bordering on mildly romantic if they weren't sitting in the al fresco section of the McDonald's dining space and play place. The time frame rapidly came upon them, and somewhat unceremoniously, a silver Honda pulled up next to them, the driver lowering his passenger window and shouting over,

"Yo bitch, get in."

"Oh, that's him, that's the uh... silver sedan, from the picture." Ben said, grabbing his phone, and swiping through to look for it.

"Move it." the voice said again, aggressively.

"Ben, I..." she started, before he cut her off.

"It's cool, go ahead baby, I love you, and I'm so proud of what you're doing." he said, ushering her up.

Nicole walked over quickly, opening the door and climbing in, the car speeding off within seconds. She clutched her mostly empty purse to her abdomen, carrying nothing more than an old container of pepper spray, some condoms, and her emergency cell phone, which she had forgotten to both charge and check. The driver was a fairly hefty looking older black man, hints of grey on his temples, and a seeming permanent scowl on his face.

"It's nice to meet you." she said, trying to be polite and break the tension in the air.

"Shut the fuck up, I ain't interested in the talking." he said, glancing at her out of the corner of his eye.

Instead, he hoisted the waistband of his frayed sweatpants down, hoisting out his shockingly large, thick and sweaty black cock, his large balls slopping out as he did.

"Suck." he said, moving his right arm over to guide her head down.

"Oh, I uh..." she started, but he ignored her, gripping her neck and pulling her face down directly to his engorged and musky dick.

Nicole was face to face with his dark brown monster, the head already bumping into her lips, as she shifted her body to follow through with his demand. She hadn't expected things to be so... forceful and demeaning, but if that wasn't the classic male power fantasy, what was? Plus, he was paying them a hefty $500 for her time, so if it meant taking a little mild verbal abuse, so be it. She reached out, her pale white fingers wrapping around the shockingly girthy base of black cock, her mouth opening and struggling to take him inside. The taste was surprisingly pleasant in spite of the humid nature of his nether region, and Nicole sucked him dutifully as he drove on, working him further and further down her throat as she relaxed.

"Oh, that's right, bitch." he said, clearly enjoying her work.

She grunted in reciprocal appreciation for his comment, working him slow and sloppy, the head of his dick now probing further down her throat, as her slobber oozed down the shaft and across his balls.

Back at the McDonald's, Ben sat enjoying the dying light and the smell of food, considering fishing in the trash to see if anyone threw away anything that could be viewed as edible, when suddenly a silver Honda sedan pulled up and stopped, hazard lights clicking on, an awkward and sort of dopey looking white man climbing out and looking over the seating area. Ben watched him for a moment, wondering what he was waiting for, when a panic started to creep in.

"Uh, what are you looking for dude?" he said, his chest cold.

"I'm supposed to be meeting a lady here for... I have date." the man said, looking at his smart watch.

Ben flipped out his own phone, scrolling through the agreement they had made online, finally finding the picture of the car, which was nearly identical to this one. He also noticed for the first time, there were arrows on the side of the picture, which when pressed, scrolled over to the person they would be meeting, which low and behold, was the man in front of him.

"UH OH... OH SHIT, OH FUCK..." Ben said, disturbing a woman who was walking past with her children towards the play place, hitting the contact button for "Nicole Emergency", which did not ring, and instead went immediately to voice mail.

Nicole was sucking more enthusiastically than she would have ever considered herself being, her pussy getting hot and wet while she fondled his balls, practically choking herself as she desperately pumped his large dark meat down her throat.

"Awww yeah, here it comes bitch, get ready." he said, his hand holding her shoulder down, the other still navigating the vehicle through the city streets.

Nicole was ready, and not worried since she knew the men had to be tested regularly to use the website, making this much easier to manage. She felt him tense up, locking her lips around the heft of his impressive dick, as an obnoxiously large and forceful load erupted from the tip, filling her mouth almost instantly. She let out a squeaking grunt of surprise, more cum already pumping out and bulging her cheeks slightly as she tried to contain it all. The taste was salty of course, but had a certain other quality she couldn't quite define that made it taste surprisingly good, she carefully swallowed it all in several measured gulps, finally releasing both him and her mouth with a satisfied breath. Making sure it was worth the money, and because she had honestly enjoyed it, she licked him clean, squeezing every last drop out, and lapping it up.

"That's right, get it all you fucking slut." the man said, pleased.

The car came to a stop, the man parking, and reaching down to tuck his cock away, rudely pushing her away as he did. He then got out of the car, Nicole following his lead, stepping out and waiting for his direction to his home. The area wasn't exactly nice looking, a series of dreary looking row homes with trash lazily being ushered through the gutters by the breeze. He started up the walkway to one of the homes, snapping his fingers as he did, turning back and flatly stating,

"Let's go, bitch."

Nicole moved with a start, trailing along behind him before being let in the house, the man stepping in and locking the door's many locks behind him as he did. The house was in many ways a reflection of the neighborhood, the place unkempt and a bit dingy.

"Sir, maybe we can discuss..." she started, hoping to go over the payment and time frame.

"Did I say you could fucking talk?" he said, turning to her angrily.

"I'm sorry, but I need to go over our arrangements." she said, trying to be firm despite the fear she was feeling at his harsh demeanor.

"The arrangement is, you strip outta that whore outfit, and get on this fucking cock." the man said, stepping up nearly to her face, convincing her to back down for now.

The man quickly stomped his way to a recliner sitting in the middle of the living room, and dropped down into it with a thump, the chair creaking slightly with his weight. Nicole stood a little in shock, debating whether she should call things off, when the man turned and snapped at her again.

"I SAID STRIP YOU DUMB FUCKING CUNT, SO STOP WASTING MY TIME AND DO IT."

The sudden tremor of his voice made Nicole jump, her purse slipping from her fingers and dropping to her feet. She quickly slipped the straps off her shoulders, letting her dress slip down around her ankles, standing there now with nothing but her fanciest bra and panties and her high heels. She paused for a brief moment, before he stared her down, undoing her bra and letting the small mounds of her breasts free, her soft pink nipples firm in the cool air of the dark house. Finally, she reached down and lowered her panties, her freshly shaven bare white pussy now fully on display for the current owner of her flesh. She started to walk forward, hoping to get things over with, but once again, she failed to meet his demands, making him bark again,

"Heels too. How fucking dumb are you?" he said, snapping and pointing down.

Nicole nodded fearfully, kicking her heels off, now standing completely nude in the strange man's living room. The man, seemingly now content with the terms he had demanded, sat back, hoisting his hips and lowering his sweatpants and boxers down around his ankles, his large black dick once again towering up from his pudgy waste. Nicole was still nervous, but also a little eager to see how a cock this size would feel inside her. Ben wasn't exactly packing, and her former boyfriends could be described as average at best, but none of them had ever been black either, lending credence to the supposed myth of the BBC. She walked over, as sexy as she could manage in the moment, and straddled him, attempting to ease herself down on his large hard cock.

He apparently didn't have time for easing, grabbing her waist and pushing down with his large black hands, his dark dick splitting her open with agonizing swiftness. Her skin feeling like it was tearing, her hips aching, her cervix objecting greatly, and the walls of her uterus singing out in pain as he crashed head long into them.

"OWWWWWWW!!! Wait, wait, I'm not used to..." she started, another statement he clearly didn't care about.

He reached up, grabbing her face, ensuring she looked directly into his crazed and angry face once more,

"RIDE, you fucking white slut." he said, offering no compromise.

Nicole did as she was commanded, working her hips, the pain still very present, but quickly being washed away by the surprising amount of pleasure a cock of his magnitude could provide. He quickly let go of her face, using his now free hands to squeeze her nipples hard, twisting them, and eliciting a pained cry from her lips. She realized he was the sort that liked it rough, not something she had ever been involved with, but she found it shockingly arousing. Her knees dug into the recliner on either side of his hips, her toes curling as she rocked her own in response, her face turning red both from her physical exertion, and sexual pleasure. She had literally never experienced anything like it, and she found herself surging with orgasmic energy, while he seemed like he was only vaguely aware of her presence. Guys always had always cum first in her experience, but this time, she would beat him by a mile.

"Oh fuck... I'm gonna cum... I'm gonna..." she managed, working herself even harder now.

"That's right, cum on this big nigger dick you fucking slut." he said, grabbing her waist again, slamming her down hard after each rise.

Nicole had never been treated like this, and it turns out, she loved it, her body in particular, which quickly devolved into a series of body shaking orgasms, her pussy creaming all over his dark cock as she clutched the back of the chair, screaming in ecstasy, her breasts pressed into his face. Nicole couldn't remember a single time Ben had made her climax this hard, or this fast, as she trembled breathlessly on the fat black dick of a complete stranger.

"The fuck you doing? I didn't say stop." he said, hoisting her up slightly with his large black hands.

"I just... I need a minute... you're so... holy shit." she said, feeling very outclassed here.

"Fucking worthless ass bitch, gotta do everything my damn self..." he muttered, easily standing with his cock still firmly planted inside her.

Nicole was already having a hard time thinking thanks to her sex addled brain, but even still, she was shocked at how simply this older, frankly fatter, black man was so easily able to lift her naked white body. Ben couldn't fuck her standing without collapsing, she knew, he had tried. However, he had no intention of doing it standing, simply turning around, and putting her in his previous spot, hoisting her legs up and pumping down into her. The position was far from comfortable, her feet hiked up next to his face and over her head, but the pleasure, as before, was indescribable. He pumped in hard fast strokes, each one driving deeper than she had ever known possible, his belly bouncing in time with his furious efforts. Without so much as word, he grabbed her right ankle, stuffing nearly the entire front half of her foot into his mouth, his tongue working between her toes. Nicole honestly couldn't explain it. Ben had tried a similar move once, playing it off as sexy, but she had simply found it gross and made him brush his teeth before he could kiss her again... but there was something primal, savage, and highly sexual about seeing it now, her white skin vanishing in between his dark lips.

"Remember... you can't... cum inside me... okay?" Nicole barely got out, trying to squeeze the words out between his tremendous thrusts, another wave of orgasms ready and waiting to overtake her.

"Nah nah nah, fuck that shit." he said, his mouth letting her toes loose, "Fuckin' tell me what to do..."

He was seemingly prepared for this moment, punctuating it by tensing up, and unloading directly inside her, hot gushes splashing deep in the recess of her reproductive system. Nicole would have greatly objected to this, if in fact it hadn't driven her over the edge, orgasm being met with orgasm.

"Hoo boy, you lucky you got such a sweet pussy, because you talk too fuckin' much." he said, taking a moment to enjoy the fat deposit he had just left inside her.

"I... I've never..." she said, her face still flush, sweat across her brow.

"Well you have now." he said, finishing her thought with whatever his might have been, "Now bend over, I want me some of that ass too."

She had meant to object, having never done anal in her entire life, flat out refusing on every occasion it had ever been proposed to her by Ben or any other guy, but this particular man was not big on waiting, for either sex, or approval. Instead, he pulled his thick dark cock out of Nicole's pussy with a wet pop, a combination of her juices and creaming smeared all over his thick rod, and flipped her over roughly, immediately pushing the large black head of his cock into her virgin ass. Nicole knew "no" wasn't an option, instead bracing her body for the pain, clutching her hands to the back of his chair and biting down on the cushioning.

"Here... we... go..." he said, pushing himself all the way inside her ass with a slow but steady thrust.

The pain was incredible, the virgin walls of her ass being stretched wide, the length of his cock reaching deeply into her forbidden zone. Nicole had known other girls who had done anal, who had always said that if you chose to do it you need to relax, but that was much easier said than done when you had a nearly ten inch cock as thick as your wrist plowing it's way up there. She was thankful at least that she had lubed him up using her pussy first, otherwise he might be ripping her inside out. Nicole also realized, in spite of the pain and distress, that the strange invasive feeling of his dick was filling her with a perverse pleasure, something she had never felt before, but wanted to definitely ride out to it's conclusion. With every stroke, he seemed to get faster and push harder, his black balls crashing into her from behind as he squeezed her hips, hammering her with machine like consistency. It wasn't long before Nicole learned something wholly new to her as well... that she could have an orgasm from being fucked in the ass.

"OH MY GOD, I'M GONNA FUCKING CUM, I'M GONNA..." she screamed, which he took as his cue to slam her even harder.

The two of them reached climax together, the feeling of hot jets of semen pumping inside her driving her into multiple convulsive orgasms, her toes curling and her legs shaking as she screamed out in pleasure.

"Ha... oh damn, that's what I'm talking about." he said, enjoying his own post nut bliss once more, both of them heaving and catching their breath.
<hr pg="2" />Nicole had never experienced sex with a man that had been as pleasurable as this, she wasn't sure if it was because of his size, or because of his aggression, or even both combined into the category of just being black... but she had loved it, and wasn't sure anything else would ever compare again. Given everything they had been through recently, she wasn't even sure she even wanted Ben touching her ever again, especially when options like this were on the table.

"Holy shit... that was fucking amazing... I should be paying YOU..." Nicole moaned, still relishing the feeling of his thick black dick parked up her white ass.

"The fuck you mean by that?" he said, easing his cock out, a gush of semen rushing out with it.

"I just mean, you know, you were so good, I should be paying you instead of you..." Nicole started, and suddenly got very apprehensive, "You are... didn't you contract me using the app?"

"App? The fuck you talkin' about?" he said, wiping his dick off on her ass.

"Ohmygodohmygodohmygod." Nicole shot out, the dawning horror of realizing she had just been fucked by a complete stranger who wasn't even paying for her time washing over her. "Wait, wait, why the fuck did you tell me to get in your car then?"

"Fuck, I dunno, you was looking good, figured you could use some black dick in you." he said, shrugging and pulling his pants back up, "But I ain't paying you, so you best forget that shit." he finished turning around and wandering out to the kitchen to get a soda.

"But you..." she started, thinking suddenly about all the cum she had swallowed, and taken in both her pussy and ass.

Despite her initial panic, rethinking everything that had just happened was actually making her feel horny, her body treasuring the amount of pleasure it had just received. She carefully got up, making her way over to her purse to retrieve her emergency flip phone, finding it completely dead.

"You mind if I use your shower?" she said, both as a prelude to potentially sneaking a call, and because she could genuinely use one at this point.

"Down the hall to the left. Clean up in there when you're done." he said, throwing a towel over the spot they had just fucked on his chair, and plopping down on top of it, switching on the television.

Nicole hustled so quickly, she forgot to grab her clothes, locating the bathroom and plugging her phone in before climbing into the shower. Her mind was racing with what had just happened, cursing Ben for being an absolute fucking idiot, putting her into this mess, and managing to mess up even trying to fix it. As she carefully cleaned herself out, she couldn't help but think about the sex, and how amazing it had been... how she had just given in, and let him take her without any semblance of care for her thoughts or feelings, and how she had just enjoyed the ride, forgetting about all the troubles that plagued her outside of these dingy walls. The way his black skin looked as it clashed with her own... By the time she got out of the shower, she had a strange and impulsive thought brewing. She toweled herself off, and straightened up a bit as he had commanded. She strode fully nude back out into the living room, taking in the interior, before turning and addressing the man.

"Hey, let me ask you something... how old are you?" she said, knowing he was clearly older than her.

"Fifty nine." he said, only half glancing at her.

"You work?" she said, noting mentally he had been driving around and didn't bring anything inside with him when he got home.

"Nah, early retirement. Get money from the state. Pays alright. House is from the government too, section eight. Glad to see your taxes at work, eh?" he said chuckling to himself. "What's with the third degree, if you want something, just spit it out."

"You want a girlfriend?" she said, dead serious, considering that it was either this, with amazing sex, or Ben, with his sorry white dick and even sorrier sensibility.

He turned to look at her, his eyes taking in her young white flesh again.

"Look girl, you got a fine pussy, and I always like fucking me some white bitches, but why the fuck should I settle for you? You think you the first stupid bitch jumped up and got in my car?" he said, turning back to the television.

Nicole was a little surprised by this, not used to being rejected, choosing to up the ante.

"You could use someone around here to clean, cook, do your laundry... maybe suck your cock whenever you want it..?" she said, basically giving herself over to the idea of being his servant both in and out of the bedroom.

He considered her proposal for a moment before answering,

"Nah, you talk to fucking much. I'll find another white bitch who knows her place instead." he said, slurping the last sips from his soda before sitting the can down beside the chair, not once even looking at her.

Nicole was completely blown away by this. She was half his age, well toned, pretty, and willing to fuck and suck him whenever he wanted, as well as basically be his maid, and he thought he could do better? She ruminated on it a moment, thinking about how easily he had fucked her into this form of complete submission, and concluded that maybe he COULD actually do better.

"Look, I really think..." she started.

"Again with the damn talking, would you fucking leave already?" he snapped back suddenly.

"I... you drove me here, could I at least get a..." she tried to respond, feeling really rejected.

"NO. Get the fuck out, I'm done with you. Fucking clingy ass bitches." he muttered to himself, flipping through the channels.

Nicole took her partially charged phone and dropped it back in the bag, slipping her clothes back on, and grabbing her purse. She slowly made for the door, hoping off hand that he might suddenly call her back or stop her, but he did neither. She stepped outside into the now dark neighborhood, the sound of raucous chatter, rap music blaring, and a gang of young black men playing basketball on the corner up the road filling her senses. She strode down the front walk, her heels clicking as she did, and stood on the side walk as she produced her phone from her purse. She was primed to call Ben to see if he could figure out some way to get her, when suddenly a voice called out to her.

"Yo bitch, where you going all dressed like that? Why don't you come over here and show your boy some love?"

She turned and saw a couple of rough looking black men sitting on the porch a few houses down, their finer features indistinguishable in the darkness, just the faint orange glow of whatever they were smoking on their lips. Nicole had started the evening simply looking to earn some money, maybe try and regain some semblance of normality, but now she had a new goal in mind, and that was finding herself a black master to serve. She smiled coyly and started strutting her way over toward them, making sure to work her hips as she did.

"Don't mind if I do." she said, already imagining the large black dicks waiting for her inside their pants, something she wouldn't have to imagine for very long.

A panicked day later, Ben was nervously pacing the apartment, unsure if he should call the police about Nicole, not knowing if they would get busted for prostitution or not in the process, when suddenly his phone chimed. He quickly picked it up, seeing the text was from "Nicole Emergency", and opened it, breathing a sigh of relief that she was alright. What he was greeted with however, was a selfie of her with two large black dicks thrust directly in her face, cum splattered all over her smiling visage and dripping from her glasses, her middle finger sticking up straight and tall, with a text reading:

"Hey Ben, guess what? You fucked up, and I fucked both of them. Turns out, black is much MUCH better. So, go fuck yourself you white loser, and you can keep my stuff. See you never."

Ben looked on with sadness welling up in his chest, knowing that he had pushed her into this, just another gamble he had taken and lost. Worse still, he knew she was right.

