Note: This story was dynamically reformatted for online reading convenience. (note I am a blond teenage girl) I hate my mum. My dad is a nice sweet guy but my mum left him when I was 9, we went from living in a big house with all my toys to living in a crampt flat the otherside of the country. She worked as an elementary school teacher so was tired of kids by the time she got back from work so she ignored me in the afternoon, I spent my time watching TV, reading or working on school stuff. Since the divorce she had two hobbies losers and drunkenly complaining about losers to her friends. I say friends but i don't think they liked her, they were all ugly fat women who befriended her just to hear that skinny blondes ave man trouble. All I would hear through paper thin walls is that Daryl or Darren or some other middle aged white guy she was dating, was thoughtless or too poor. I never got that in the many "here is your newstepdad lunches" she had, they seemed nice guys but without the slightest hint of attractiveness or success. This baffled me she was hot going by the number of male glances she got even from my teenage classmates. Blond, blue eye skinny, 5'6" 37 with a very feminine shape. Despite that she always dated the same arechtype mild loserness. I was sitting in my room one Thursday happily doing my maths homework when my mum walked in, "you aren't doing anything Sunday lunchtime are you?" she inquired. "Yes Charlie's Birthday" I replied "oh" the pause of someone who couldn't care what my answer is "well I think it is important you meet James on Sunday lunchtime." My plans counted for nothing in her mind I had to cancel going to one of my best friends 1xth birthday party for her pointless introduction. I had had the "here is your newstepdad lunch" 20 to 30 times before, it was a ritual I put up with mainly for the free milkshake, I had no problem talking to a 45 year old man who failed the bar 10 times they were generally nicer and politer than my mother and eager to befriend me as this was their only shot at someone as hot as my mum, they sometimes even gave me presents far nicer than I got for Christmas (not hard my mum got me a thesaurus last year). Me and my mum arrived 13:00 at McCarthys a 50s style diner and I ordered my strawberry milkshake and read my book. 13:30 This was strange they were never usually late my mum was looking anxious, checking her phone every 30 seconds, I enjoyed the angst of my mum's face, we really didn't get on. I was about to make a swarmy comment about her being stood up which would of got me grounded, when she got a text. "he is coming" she said suddenly perked up, i looked around for her usual type, no skinny casually dressed unconfident men met my eyes so i looked back at my book. "hi I am James" boomed at me in the most masculine voice i had ever heard, wow he was different in a sophisticated suit, muscular, tall, an aura of confidence and black. "This man is the top wine salesman in the state" beamed my mum as a waterfall of compliments fell out her mouth. From that moment on i knew mum was besotted, for the next few weeks he came over regularly, god i cursed the thin walls, for her previous lovers all I heard was the odd grunt and a creaking bed. Now I heard "harder", "wow" and orgasmic shrieks as i tried to sleep. I got to know James over the next few weeks my mum seemed to want to see him whenever she could. One day as they were about to go out for the evening to a restaurant, I was sitting at the table doing my work while James sat at the table reading the paper waitiing for my mum to change. She walked over to kiss him he looked up over his paper glanced at my mum in her white tube top and mini skirt and snarled "change, my woman is not gong to be ogled like a f***ing whore" her face fell but she withdrew obediently. "I don't know what gets into your mum's head, she dresses in a way that lets white guys, white men ogle her; you on the other hand being more beautiful than her know how to dress appropriately. I could hardly hide my smile as I asked "how do you know how i dress you only see me in the morning" "I have sources, you know John Sinclair?" "yes" He was the hottest guy in school all the girls and some of the teachers fancied him, I was so excited by the thought he noticed me. "well his Dad fancies you" "What?" "well Steve Sinclair wants to ask you out, he has bugged me for your number for ages" "but" "he is a great catch for a girl like you, definitely consider the opportunity" "yuk never " With that my mum walked in dressed much more conservatively. After they left I finished my work and went to bed puzzling why I should take the offer all I knew about Steve was that he was 30 years older and black neither of which i really wanted in a date. Next day at dinner my mum looked at me "You know mummy loves you very much " "yes" I said irritated by the patronizing tone. "James was bothered last night, he said it was something you said, he didn't say more, I don't like rude little girls annoying my bf, so I am cutting your allowance till you apologize and make it up to him" Proof in any were needed that I was second in her mind to her boyfriend, the allowance was total control it even included my dinner money i had to give in to her. "ok I will do what he wants" "ok just tested him i like harmony among my special people" later my phone rang "hi it is Steve" said a husky voice on the other end "lets meet 8:30 by the greenslide bridge, wear something classy" They seemed more like orders than friendly requests, but I acquiesced. Friday 8:25 I was sitting on the bench in my best dark blue dress when a large range rover drew up, the door opened revealing a man with John's face but darker and older. I climbed in he drove off not muttering a word. He was wearing jeans and a white t-shirt. We went to a restaurant high in the hills. The food was fantastic oysters came first, then lamb shank followed by creme caramel we made small talk the whole time but few questions were answered then we got into the car. We set off back home "what do you think of black men?" I gave a PC answer "everyone is equal so I don't see them differently" "really everyone is equal, so being top of your maths class and prettiest girl in your school is meaningless" " I mean all races are equal" "I am offended by that" he said and said nothing the rest of the way back. Just outside the door to my block of flats he kissed me, wow, kisses by teenage boys couldn't compare a new desire had awoken in me. that kiss imprinted itself in my mind. The next few days I spent thinking of the kiss and flirting by text with Steve. Despite the age gap we did the normal things a teenager might do in terms of dating: we snogged behind bikesheds and met for ice cream a few times. One Friday evening i received a text from him "Am I your boyfriend?" "Yes" "Good" Next day mum gleamed at Breakfast and kept on kissing James "my brilliant bf has come top of his companies sales figures an has got a huge bonus he is going to spend on dresses for me" "you two" James piped up. My mum's face fell at the thought of sharing the windfall with her only child. An two hours later we were waiting for 31st time for mum to try on an overpriced dress when James mentioned that we both had to buy an outfit from this one store. After several hours and my mums full bags. We headed to the store he wanted. As we entered, the shop assistants handed both of us a bundle of clothes.Mine contained a blue covering halter top and a white miniskirt which I found quite fetching. My mum had a yellow/green miniskirt and a dark green tube top, sh complained about the colour but James was insistent. A few days later James announced we were going to a party in 3 days time and that we needed to wear those clothes, he also whispered to me that Steve would be there. We got dressed up us in our selected coloured clothes, James in a very smart evening suit. We drove into the hills till we found a long drive way. Ahead of us was Steve's Range Rover he got out as did we. James said now "Hi Steve this is my new beautiful lady Jane" My mum responded "pleasure to meet you Steve" Next in the introductions James said" and of course you already know Carol" In a moment most mothers would find gobsmacking and even my mum was shocked by, she found her daughter being kissed by someone decades older. We walked in as two couples inside was a small mansion we were directed to the library. Inside were two waiters serving hors-d'oeuvres and drinks. It felt great to be part of a couple I came across as so grown up despite this being first adult party. We made small talk with other couples and Steve introduced me to some of his friends. The couples seemed odd they all consisted of smartly dressed older black men and younger usually blond women wearing coloured tops and miniskirts. A mildly rotund man stands on a table and rings a bell nothing happens, we continue a conversation we a distinguished architect and his 30 something blond girlfriend when suddenly out of the blue and much to my surprise he starts gently stroking my breasts. "Steve please can you stop him " I exclaimed "sorry I can't those are the rules" After the Architect gave a big thumbs up to my bf and left, Steve took me into a quite corner and explained things to me. " Since you started dating me you are now an associate member of the negra club this is called an"itavero carne party" we introduce our gfs to our friends. your white mini skirt indicates you are a virgin so can't be touched there, while blu top indicates you are precious and can only be touched not groped I wish there was a way to stop any ones hands being on you but unfortunately there isn't. I was touched by his caring nature and kissed him. "What do my mums colours mean?" "ah green means friends by request, from now on any member of the society can send James an email and if he approves they can sleep with her, I will never let that happen to you" I really felt I loved him at this point, we kissed again. I whispered in his ear "I feel, silly wearing the white mini skirt, please sir can you take my virginity" "are you sure you are ready?" I thought about it, none of my friends had lost it and I was young but I was in love and above all I wanted to feel connected to Steve. "Yes" We walked out of the party towards his range rover we got in an drove, i must say my main feeling was not lust but desire for intimacy. He drove us to his luxurious ski cabin. The decor was fabulous and it even had its own jacuzzi. i stood unsure in the main room as he went into the kitchen. he came out with two champagne flutes and a bottle. He fired off the cork and handed me a glass. He toasted "cheers to your hymen and our future." We clinked glasses and sat down on the sofa it was my first ever glass of champagne mum had always said that i was too young for a taste. We started kissing on the sofa. "Do you want to see my body sir" he nodded, I felt I needed to show him my body before he took possession of it, I stood before him an undid my blue halter top, for the first time ever a man could observe my young d cups. I felt nervous and shy. I stammered "h-h-h-hope I meet your expectations sir" He smiled I began to take down my mini skirt and panties revealing my whole self to him. "exquisite" he exclaimed he got and went to the bedroom door and beckoned me in. I lay down on the bed as he removed his shirt to reveal his huge pecs and six pack. He let his trousers fall to the floor and pulled off his boxers, I should of been impressed by his 9 inch cock, but I was a nervous virgin with no experience of smaller cocks. He clambered on to the bed, his frame so manly and powerful my pussy soaking obviating the need for foreplay. I touched his chest and smelt his manly essence. "Should we use Condoms" I asked "Why?" was his kurt response "In case I get pregnant" He patted my belly and kissed me in response. We kissed and i felt his body for the next ten minutes. Suddenly he bit my lips. I wanted to cry out in pain till suddenly a far greater pain gripped my nether regions. All 9 inches went into me shattering my hymen.I was crying the pain was so powerful. My body shocked every time he pounded me, the pleasure began as his cock reentered me. His body lit up with tension as suddenly he pumped me full of cum. We lay there exhausted, he had now conquered me in the most primitive way and from now on I would always be his.