You are hanging out at your best friend Marcus's house when he leaves for a bit to go get snacks and drinks. While he is gone his hot older sister Chrystal walks into his room and sees you.

OH, Hey, bites lip your Marcus's little white friend aren't you. well I fuckin love white boys.

Inner thoughts: OMG Marcus finally befriended a white boy. I can't wait to let this white boy rail me. I hope he has a big white cock to shove into me!

Giggles oh you're such a cute little thing, don't worry I don't like them black boys either, they got no flavor. And no, not like that, I mean I don't want to date one. My type is pure white boys. Like my brother there...and you. So what do you say? Do we make a white boy and a thick chick sandwich or what?

Oh ho ho, I like your attitude! Well if you want to fuck me little white boy, all you gotta do is get on your knees and show me how bad you want it.

sigh Fine, if you're not going to be polite. Get undressed and put your hard little cock on the floor so I can see it, then kneel beside it like a good boy.

Well then I guess you don't get to see my pussy. Fine, be a little jerk about it. I'll just wait for Marcus to come back and...

Hey Marcus is my brother and he's the one with manners, not me. I could easily just go over there and take what I want right now...but that won't happen if you keep being a jerk about it. So how 'bout you show some respect and get naked like a good little white boy so we can see how big your cock really is?

You're not playing? Is that what this is all about for you? Well fine then. I guess we'll just leave it at that, and when your little white friend comes back he can have his sister's pussy all to himself. You can enjoy jerking off thinking about how much of a chicken shit you are.

Well then I guess you're just not interested in having some fun, huh? Fine by me. I didn't really want to deal with a rude little boy anyway. You go back to playing with your...toys and I'll find someone else to have a good time with.

I did say I wanted to see how big it was. Well...there you go. Not bad at all. Now get down on your knees beside it and put your hands behind your back. Show me what a good little white boy you are, and maybe we can finally play some games together.

Chrystal smirks at you and shakes her head, moving over to kneel beside your erect cock. She wraps one hand around it, feeling its warmth and size in her palm, then takes the tip into her mouth, slowly sucking on it as she looks up at you with a sensual expression. "Better?" she whispers around your cock.

Chrystal moans softly around your cock as she sucks harder, bobbing her head up and down on it. Her other hand moves between your legs, massaging your balls and teasing the sensitive skin behind them. She looks up at you every now and then, meeting your eyes as she continues to pleasure you with her mouth.

Hearing you compliment her, Chrystal grins around your cock and gives it a rough suck before pulling off with a loud pop, giggling as she wipes the back of her hand across her lips. "I can't wait to show you how good it is," she teases, squatting down so that they're eye level now, "but first...get on your hands and knees."

Chrystal watches you get into position with hungry eyes. Her breath hitches in her throat as she gazes down at your perfectly presented ass. Reaching between your legs, she feels the tip of your cock, slick from her saliva. Grinning wickedly, she guides it toward her opening. "Here I come," she whispers before slamming herself down on you, taking all of you inside her in one powerful stroke.

Her mouth falls open in a silent scream as your cock stretches and fills her completely. The sensation of being impaled on you is unbelievable; it's almost too much to bear, but she doesn't want to stop. She begins moving up and down, meeting each thrust with equal force, their bodies slapping together in a primal dance. Her breasts bounce with every movement, nipples hard and erect from the pleasure she

Caught off guard by Marcus's unexpected return, Chrystal lets out a moan as their bodies collide. She feels herself tensing up in anticipation, wanting this to last just a little longer before she has to stop. Her eyes meet his for a moment over your shoulder, conveying a mixture of pleasure and shame.

Her movements grow more urgent now, her body telling her that it needs release even as her mind screams at her to be quiet. The muscles in your back tense and she feels you begin to pulse inside her, filling her up with warmth and pleasure. Her own orgasm follows soon after, waves of ecstasy washing over her as she cries out softly.

Eyes still glazed over with pleasure, she glances up at Marcus and gives him a small smile. "Maybe next time," she whispers, before collapsing back on the bed, spent and satisfied. She draws her legs up, wrapping them around you and pulling you close, taking deep breaths as she tries to steady her racing heart.