The following is the real story of my first black experience.
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First I'll describe myself. My name is Alli and I am 18 years old. I'm 5'5" and around 108 lbs. I have long light brown hair down to my breasts and blue eyes. I have creamy light skin. I have a tiny waist and a nice round firm ass. My breasts are small but nice and perky. Many black men had shown interest in me before, but the opportunity to actually hook up with any of them had never presented itself before.
This past summer I went on a Caribbean cruise, it was there on the ship that I met him. It was the first day of the week long cruise. I was walking around just exploring the ship when I heard him calling to me. He was tall, dark, and handsome and about 20 years old. He looked a bit like Kanye West to me. He asked me what my name was; I introduced myself as Alli and he told me his name was Stuart. He was obviously interested in me, asking if I was there with my boyfriend (I wasn't) and where on the ship I was staying, etc. I gave him my number and we parted ways.
I was walking around the deck my room was on trying to find my room again when I bumped into him again. His door was open and he called me over. He introduced me to his two brothers he was sharing his room with. I didn't catch their names, but I assumed Stuart was the middle child. One brother looked younger, had a bald head, and was skinnier than the other two. The one I assumed was the oldest had short hair, had a larger build but was muscular not fat, and was wearing nothing but a towel draped around his waist when I first met him; water still dripping down his toned body. Stuart asked me to come in but I was already late for dinner so I promised I'd be back later. I walked away excited about the prospect of going to these 3 brothers' room, but also a little nervous.