Piper Rai: Smutstress

A sinfully smutty little blog from your's truly: Erotic Author Piper Rai. Click here to support me on Patreon: https://www.patreon.com/user?u=14277752 And click here for Free Stories: https://www.literotica.com/stories/memberpage.php?uid=3419902&page=submissions

[piperraismutstress]

[gonewildness]

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[piperraismutstress]

So, sorry I haven't been around much. I've still been writing, I promise, but things have been complicated. I'm trying to sort that out thou...

[piperraismutstress]

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[succubus-of-spades]

Do you want the privilege of showing me your little white dick and hearing exactly what I think of it? 😂

🚨Read this whole post so you don’t get yourself blocked 🚨

How to get your sad little shrimp dick rated:

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[saying]

[darl-a]

mood

[dilemi]

velvetsy

[weekendly]

d e s i e r i n g

[kingeyes]

Lol

[writing-in-the-grave]

Being a writer means having like 5 baby name websites bookmarked, a very suspicious browser history, and a vast amount of knowledge about seemingly random topics like when stop lights were invented or how much blood you can loose before passing out.

[piperraismutstress]

Hi, 

 We live what you write about..a dominant BBC-loving girlfriend and her submissive, tiny-dicked white boyfriend...two dirty exhibitionists showing some of their sexual adventure to the world. Attached is a link to one of her guest posts on the Tumblr that he keeps for her.  Love your writing! 

Best, M and J

[thewhitecuckboy]

Awesome story

Hello friends,

I have never asked you guys and gals for anything, but an awesome friend of mine here, @piperraismutstress wrote an awesome story personalized for me about my girlfriend.

Please read the story. It is amazing. Give Piper a follow and feedback to both of us.

https://www.literotica.com/s/big-black-bartender

[piperraismutstress]

Thanks for the shout out!

[piperraismutstress]

[i-hate-chick-fil-a]

Couldn’t even bother to make his own fake blood tissue

[staywokejusticeequality]

🚨BOOST!🚨

Smdh, why can’t we never enjoy anything positive. 😒

[piperraismutstress]

White people depress me.

[piperraismutstress]

Such a great blog!

[shades-of-orange]

How to write a short story: You cry and run out of ideas

same tbh

[piperraismutstress]

You're not wrong.

[mysharona1987]

[piperraismutstress]

Snippet from Big Black Bartender, written for @thewhitecuckboy

“Bigger than your boyfriend’s?” He asked with a warm laugh.

I nodded.

“You want to see it?” He asked, sliding my hand across it.

I nodded again, unable to stop myself. I’d reached the point of no return. This was happening, and I couldn’t stop it now.

“I need to hear you say it, I’m not on some non-consensual shit.” He replied sternly.

“I want to see it.” I whispered, and then swallowed hard, trying to choke back my growing fear.

He smiled and released my hand. Then he unbuckled his belt and unzipped his fly. I knocked back my drink to calm my nerves and watched with growing desire.

Once free of its denim confines, Maurice’s huge cock hung half erect in the dim light of the kitchen. It was incredible just to look at. Easily three times the length of my boyfriend’s cock, and almost impossibly thick. It hung in the air like an unanswered question, and before I could think, I’d dropped to my knees and wrapped both hands around it.

“You sure you want to do this?” He asked quietly, smiling in a way that let me know he knew the answer.

I responded by running my tongue along the base of that huge cock, slowly. Then I stretched my mouth around the head and started to suck. He put his big hands in my hair and moaned softly. I sucked and licked the mammoth black cock, and stroked it with both hands. I pulled back, spit on it, and then slurped my spit back off of it. The taste of him was intoxicating. The way he filled my mouth was exhilarating. There was just so much I could do with his cock that I couldn’t with Jason’s little thing. This was a real cock, after all. This is what a cock was supposed to be like. Big and thick and hot and powerful. I took it as deep as I could. I took it until I gagged and my mascara ran. I choked myself on his big, black cock, and I loved it. I rubbed it on my face, reveling in feeling the wet heat on my skin. Then I slapped it on my tongue, and stroked it while I licked his heavy balls. I was lost in the ecstasy of it all. I was on my knees worshiping this black man’s massive cock when I heard a voice speak up from behind me, dragging me out of heaven.

[piperraismutstress]

A snippet from my story "Big Black Concert"

I kissed Tommy on the cheek and hurried off towards the security door with my backstage pass in my hand. Guarding it on either side were the two largest human beings I'd ever actually seen in real life. Two towering black men, both built like freight trains, dressed identically. To the unobservant, they could pass for twins. I however, observed the hell out of them. I looked them up and down, taking in the outline of each delicious ripple of musculature betrayed by their tight grey crewnecks.

“So what are you two doing after the show?” I asked before I could remember what I was actually supposed to say.

“That depends, girl, you available?” The one on the left asked, his eyes locked on my rack and only on my rack.

“Yeah, girl, you down?” The one on the right asked, reaching around me and squeezing my ass.

“Maybe, that depends on Contendah. He's expecting me.” I said with a confident smile.

“Oh is he? Girl, we hear that shit a lot, from a lot of groupie-bimbos. You need to meet up with the backstage tour guide, and go with everyone else.” The one of the left said, his smile fading quickly.

“Don't feel bad babygirl, you can always come 'round our hotel, we'll treat you real good.” Righty said, still palming my ass.

“You don't understand, Shiloh Cash sent me.” I stammered out, crushed at the prospect of not seeing the Crew.

“Oh shit, reals?” Lefty shouted.

“You's one of Shiloh's girls?” Righty asked.

“Yeah, I guess.” I responded.

“Con's in luck tonight, get in there girl.” Lefty said, opening the door while Righty slapped my ass.

I walked down the corridor until I found the room labeled “Contendah” and I knocked.

“Who is it?” A voice, Contendah's voice, asked loudly.

“Snowbunny delivery, courtesy of Shiloh Cash and the Court of Spades.” I said, remembering what Shiloh had told me.

The door was flung open suddenly, I saw them. Contendah, T1-milli, and Muggy Mike. Dat Krew, all in the flesh. They stared at me silently for just a moment, looking me up and down, assessing every inch of my body.

“What's your name, girl?” Contendah asked, his raspy voice sending shivers up my spine.

“I'm Jenny Martin, I'm your biggest fan.” I whispered. I couldn't take my eyes off of his bulge now that I'd seen it in person. I was a woman entranced. I wanted nothing more in the whole world than to feel that cock inside me.

Contendah must have read my mind because without a second's thought he dropped his grey sweatpants to the ground and started stroking his already huge cock in my direction.

“Hey there Jenny, this is my cock. He's going to be your biggest fan tonight.” Contendah said with a crooked smile.

[mercedesbenzodiazepine]

Would you beat up Chris brown if you could? Or does time really make shit not matter anymore

I would hit him with my car

[piperraismutstress]

My scrapping days are behind me, I'm grown. That said... I'm with you. My jeep is perfect for rolling over dunes and shitheads alike.