I remember the first time I tried it. Some of the black guys had been with had wanted to but I'd never wanted to before. Of course, that was what was great about Ben. He'd brought out a whole new side to my sexuality. He'd made me realise I was born to be a white man's fuck-toy. I'm a 25 year old British black girl of Jamaican descent. My boyfriend, 30 year old Ben, is white British.
Ben was waiting in bed for me as I brushed my teeth in the bathroom. "Honey," he called out from the bedroom "could you bring me a glass of water please?"
"Yeah, OK!" I shouted back. When I'd finished I crept downstairs to the kitchen, poured him a glass of water and made my way back upstairs. As I stepped into the bedroom, barefoot and wearing nothing but a short, silky pink negligee, I tripped up and spilled some of the water. Ben sat bolt upright in bed.
"I think, young lady, that you'd better get that mopped up immediately!" he snapped.
"Of course." I answered. and headed to the bathroom for a cloth. I went slowly, my heart racing, knowing that this was the start of some kinky fun. I had no idea, though, just what was going to happen!
When I arrived back, Ben was standing by the bed, naked and with a huge erection. I began to shake in anticipation knowing that he was about to do something fun! I knelt down and began wiping the spilt water up with the cloth. When I had finished, Ben gave a fake cough.
"Now," he said, sternly "bend over the bed!" I did as i was told and walked over to the bed, leaning forward over it and spreading my legs apart. That way, I was giving him easy access to my pussy, offering it to him on a plate.