Hi, it's Kathy again (28yrs old, 5ft 7, brown hair, blue eyes, 120lbs with classic girl next door looks). My boyfriend Dave has gotten me into interracial porn and we have been actually experimenting with everything interracial. This is all on the DL, and a secret to all!! Less complicated playing with strangers than anyone we know, Dave tells me.
When we smoke/party, I get really turned on by whatever kinky thing Dave thinks up and shares with me. Usually sexy meet ups with strange black men in dark places or roll playing with BBC's. And my BBC toys.
Dave has this black friend Terrance who is around our age and he is a non-stop flirt, womanizer/player type of guy. If he ever knew that we often play with BBC's and that we're always looking for BBC, he would flip!
Every single girl (mostly all white girls) he sees, he lusts over and tries to get into bed. Relentlessly. Doesn't even matter if the girl has a boyfriend or not. He has used every line or move on me thousands of times. Most of the time its amusing but I must admit, on a few occasions it had been a sexy turn on. Being wanted and lusted over by a black guy so badly...is pretty hot.
Plus, we cant play with anyone we know, per the rule. I've spoken to a few girls who have fallen for his game and they all say the sex was worth it. He may be an ass, but apparently he has the perfect BBC and really enjoys using it. Maybe that's why he's so damn cocky.
We were at a birthday party one Saturday night and we were pretty wasted. Everyone was wasted! Dave was in rare form, touching and kissing me so often, and whispering dirty things in my ear. Certainly he was getting me ready for later when we get home. And it was working. I kept asking him when we were leaving and he would just smile and make me hornier!
A little later, Terrance shows up and when he sees me, he rushes right over and starts telling me how hot I look and how I would look even hotter if I was with him tonight. I rolled my eyes and told him there were many girls here tonight that would fall for those lines. "Baby, no girl here or anywhere, can match you. You know that Kathy." Why was I suddenly blushing!
Right then he asks me if I want to smoke. I tell him of course I do, but I should go get Dave and he says he'll get to Dave later as he takes me by the hand and leads me through the party and to a restroom. We start smoking and he lays it on again saying if I would ever give him a chance, I would never regret it. "Ask some of the white girls around here. I've taken them to places they never knew existed. And that's why they always come back..."
He grabs his crotch as he speaks and my eyes are drawn to his hand. I swear I can almost see what he's shaking at me. He asks me if I would ever be with a black man and I whisper that I already have, but it's a secret. He's standing there with his mouth wide open and in shock. All of his talk about the other girls and how they all come back for more of his BBC must have gotten to me because I realized I've crossed a line with this player for the first time. I smile as people start pounding on the bathroom door. We haven't even smoked yet! I run out of there with Terrance running after me. I have definitely thrown gasoline on his fire.
Terrance starts looking at me differently. He cant seem to take his eyes off of me with this smile on his face. I mention it to Dave and he just listens and laughs. I demanded that we go home right now! I tell him I'm so horny and I want him and he says we'll leave soon.
Right then Terrance walks up and puts an arm around me asking if its ok to dance with me. Before I could say I'm not in the dancing mood, Dave answers for me saying its better than ok. What did that mean? Was Dave giving me the ok to play with someone we know? His smile as we walked off sure gave me that impression. I was dizzy, high and drunk, and suddenly confused...but still very horny.
There were only a few couples on the tiny make-shift dance floor in the backyard. As if on cue, a slow song comes on. He grabs me in his arms and we sway closely together. He tries to appear like we're chatting normally but asks me to tell him all about this secret I had mentioned in the bathroom. I said I couldn't.
"Ok baby. I'll just ask you a question and you just nod yes or no for the answer. That's not telling me the secret, now is it..." he says to me. I agree to play his little game. "Have you kissed a brotha?" I nod yes and he goes wild laughing and mumbling. Looking right at my lips he asks, "Have you had a brothas black cock in that sweet mouth, baby?" Again I nod yes and now he's a lot more serious and breathing erratically.
All of a sudden I feel his huge black cock growing against my stomach. Another "crossing the line" moment. I should stop this now. I should go back to my boyfriend, but I'm still slow dancing with Terrance. He isn't asking anymore questions, just slowly rubbing his hard BBC against me. I look around to see who is in the backyard with us. One drunk couple dancing and a few people at a table near the back in deep conversation, not paying us any attention.