cb was fed up with Sasha. Guys will tolerate quite a bit to keep a beautiful 18yo woman on their arm, but Sasha was a special kind of pain in the ass. No direction in life, no clue in general, and certainly no work ethic, all coupled with tremendous attitude of entitlement plus a sprinkling of daddy issues. Not to mention the awful influence her younger, even more attractive sister Tori (full blown narcissist & sex addict, plus borderline sociopath) was on her behavior! Tori was convinced from a young age that their looks in addition to their natural sexual talents meant they were princesses in dire need of spoiling. cb wasn't entirely sure she was wrong.
It was times like these CB loathed the social convention that dictated breaking up via any other means besides in-person conversations. Sasha always looked good. Cleaned up for a formal night out or rolling out of bed it didn't matter, she had the goods to drive men crazy even on her worst day.
The best description is honestly Scarlett Johansson except on the small side of a C cup instead of a big chest. At the time Sasha stood 5'6" in flip flops while weighing 130lbs. Her German heritage was apparent at first glance- wide hips, thick thighs, and the most perfectly round ass. At 20yo and dabbling in pilates after a lifetime of showing no interest in exercise she didn't need spandex or yoga pants. Even in jeans she'd draw stares from every man in the room. Teacher, parent, older, or younger; no matter how inappropriate it was to stare, all were mesmerized. Side note - your author & hero of this story liked to watch pornstar Remy Lacroix's videos mostly because her body was near identical to Sasha's. On my honor, that's no exaggeration. It didn't hurt that Sasha was pretty too. A big smile, perfect teeth, and clear cream colored complexion resulted in a true beauty very reminiscent of the young Black Widow. Particularly when Sasha was blonde or redheaded. She was a natural brunnette but liked to go bleach blonde often, and had at the beginning of our story. Something about that look had a psychological effect- Sasha stood out more, drew more stares. She'd tend to dress more proactively and her already raging sex drive would go into overdrive. It sounds cliche but bleach blonde Sasha increasingly behaved according to general expectations: an insatiable pawg slut craving more. More dick, more cum. cb always did have a ton of fun with blonde Sasha before she began to lust for more than he could give.
We'll skip the tedious details around the petty high school (now college) relationship arguments. Suffice to say cb & Sasha were both furious with each other afterwards and she wouldn't be staying the night at cb's house as she usually would during the week.
It was late Friday night when enough time had passed for their relationship clock to cycle back to the "make up" phase and for the two to talk on the phone after her shift. The call results in Sasha on her way to see yours truly after she'd waited tables late Friday night.
cb was ready to rip her clothes off before she could make it up to his bedroom, but Sasha had other plans. Her outfit hadn't helped to cool his ardor but he was patient. cbs eyes instantly went to the skintight pair of black spandex leggings obviously "borrowed" from her younger half-sister. The material was stretched so thin that Sasha's thong was clearly visible through black leggings (it was hot pink). After he'd watched her finish showing off complete with butt swaying and flexing as she walked seductively upstairs to his bedroom, cb finally had time to notice she'd discarded her restaurant branded polo shirt in her car. She was bra-less in a tight little white tank top and her tiny pink nipples were swollen and hard. The top was almost like a corset in the way it pushed her breasts both upwards & together creating plenty of cleavage. At least she didn't pull the type of shit Tori did regularly for tips at Hooters. Flirting was one thing but...
I lit up a doobie for us (part of our weekend routine when she'd finished waitressing) while drinking in all her barely contained curves. Sasha proceeded to say, "I have to tell you something, please just hear me out before you say anything
I took a drag and nodded for her to go on.
"I need you to know I didn't mean to" she blurted, suddenly emotional. "I love you so much, I was just so upset and confused."
I smiled and reassured her that it was ok and that she could relax and talk to me.
"I thought you were done with me cb. All the rumors of you cheating on me too." she said in a different voice, "You know I'd been talking to Aaron from bio about each of our relationship headaches. He came to visit me at work and we talked for a while in my car after I clocked out."
cb froze but said nothing, his gut churning imagining what he'd hear next.
"I just couldn't help myself" she continued, "I was so scared and rejected and lonely and horny. Tori is having a fling with a cook from the Hooters they work at and she wouldn't shut up about how the sayings are all true. That I had to fuck a black guy at least once in my life or I'd never know how much pleasure i was missing. That it was totally normal, you guys have all hooked up with at least one Asian and Hispanic woman, had the experience. "