Jill and I were invited to a wedding shower. The girl that the shower was for, was a girlfriend of ours and the party was being hosted by another girlfriend of ours.
The ages of the fifteen or so guest ranged from nineteen to forty five.The host, Susan, age 32, got everyone's attention after the last guest had arrived by saying, "Please make yourselves comfortable girls. We will have the entertainment first and it should be here in the next five to ten minutes, then we can pig out and have Sherry open the gifts."
We went about blabbing again until the buzzer rang. Our eyes went to the door as Susan opened it and in came to black guys, two white guys and a female caring a boom-box. Susan led the guys to a bedroom and returned to help the female set up her boo-box. We all knew from past showers we would be entertained by the guys stripping.
Susan then told us to relax and enjoy the show. We did and when the show was over, one of the dancers asked if anyone of us desired private dance with any of the dancers. We all grinned and no one took him up on the suggestion.
Before retiring to put their clothes back on, they handed us business cards, telling us to call them if we ever needed their services. They were saying that with a slight catty grin on their faces.
As we were eating some food before the opening of the presents, Susan asked, "Are any of you willing to admit, that you are damp from watching those dancers?"
The room went deadly silent. Susan then said, "Oh come on ladies, I hope I'm not the only one turned on by hunks dancing almost nude. Those two black guys seemed well hung from their package. Is anyone willing to admit to having a black cock in them or wishing to try one on for size?"
Several of the guests spoke up saying they desired one at times but never had the opportunity. The conversation turned to watching porn of blacks, blonds and getting either turned on or turned off.
I sat very quiet during the chatter and was enjoying the food that was available when I heard, "Karen, do you want to entertain us and tell us about your college Spring break in your senior year?" Oh by the way, I am Amy and I am twenty-six.
Karen said, "No, I do not. I don't want to entertain with my secret. I see Erin must have spilled our secret because I have never told anyone. Wait until I get my hands on her blabbing mouth. Did you get her drunk enough or did you two go find some black cock to satisfy some craving?"
The room went quiet again. Then we heard, "Yes Karen, Erin and I were at a party like this. Afterwards we went to a bar. In the bar, there was a mixed crowd. I mentioned to Erin I would like to experience black meat sometime and asked her if she ever had the opportunity. She then told me about your and her experience with the flat tire. I was so hot that night after hearing the tale I slept with one of the black guys that I danced with from time to time. Ever since then I get wet when I am close to one.
Why don't you tell it because I will probably leave out some very hot stuff if I try to tell it?
Come on the cats out of the bag. I am not asking you to tell us about anything recent. That was a few years ago."
We heard from others, "Come on Karen give us the dirt."
Karen then said, "Okay, I will but only if every one of you tells your secret. It can be as simple as how did it go the day you gave your cherry to your then boyfriend. Any holdouts and I do not talk. So who's going to hold out?"
There were lots of murmurs and soft whispers that it was blackmail.
Karen said, "Okay, I see no one backing out and if you want to leave early for some reason you need to tell us your secret before leaving, any objectors?
"Susan, I know you have more than one secret according to our friend Erin. I'd like to hear the one about your experience at showing off at the amateur contest."
"No way Karen will I go into that one."
"So you feel some pressure now and don't like it. Well if you don't then when it's your turn I will tell it like Erin told me and you can sit and listen and make corrections if I am in error.
"So are we ready to bare some of our secrets? Okay here goes.
"Erin and I were on what we thought would be our last spring break in our senior year at the U. We were coming home and had a flat tire on Interstate 75 in Florida a few miles from the Georgia border. We debated should we attempt to change the tire or drive the few miles slowly on the shoulder to the exit. Erin said, 'Well the spare is flimsy and we might wreck the tire. I think we should change it and get it fixed then at the next exit and put have them put it back on. I know how to do it if the nuts are not too tight.' I agreed with her and we stopped to make the change.
"By the way it was warm so we had shorts on and a halter top.
"As we were rummaging in the trunk, pulling stuff out so we could get to the spare and jack, we heard an eighteen wheeler pull up. I knew truckers stop and help distressed motorist and I'm sure my bending over in the trunk called out help. I was handing stuff to Erin when I heard, 'May we give you a hand? If all is there you can be on your way in less than twenty minutes. I lifted my head at the word we. I cracked my head on the trunk lid but did not cut any skin. When I turned my eyes focused on a two handsome guys, both black, one about twenty-three and the other about forty-five.
"I then heard, 'I'm Andy and this is my son Jeff.'
"Hi, I'm Karen and this is Erin. We sure appreciate the offer. You guys have the muscles that we lack for this kind of work."
"Andy said, 'I assume you lovely chicks were down here on spring break. Did you all get what you come for?'"
"We did not answer his question but we both got red knowing the inference.
