Hi, it’s me Nancy again. Sorry it’s been a while since I submitted anything, but both work and “serving” the black kind has kept me pretty busy. I do love hearing from all of you, so don’t stop writing to me. I am attempting to respond to everyone that writes me, so if I don’t answer you the first time, hell, write me again. This next experience I’m writing about is Part 3 of my Road Trip. A little background for this story: It takes place the 2nd night of the tournament.
Just like the night before, all of us cheerleaders went out to have dinner as a group. After dinner though, things were a bit different. The rest of the gals headed back to the club (from Chap. 2 of this story). Me and Karen, however, headed back for the hotel. I was still feeling a bit sore after having the life fucked out of me by the coach and simply wanted to rest, Karen had other intentions. So, when we arrived at the hotel, she dragged me into the Grill/Bar area and seated us up at the bar. She ordered us some drinks and told me that the bartender (who was black) had a thing for young white girls, and had been hitting on her last night (while I was busy with the coach) and would take care of us. Sure enough, he brought us the drinks and never asked our ages. After a few rounds, he told us it was his break time and asked us if we wanted to have some fun. Karen jumped at the chance, I just waved them off and went back to my drink. They both shrugged their shoulders and left me in the bar.
About 10 or 15 minutes passed, before the silence got the better of me, and I headed back to mine and Karen’s hotel room. As I neared the door, I heard some muffled noises coming from the room. I thought to myself, ’Oh no she didn’t bring him back here’. I opened the door and found him laying on Karen’s bed, legs spread open. At the end of the bed was Karen, down on her knees, bobbing her head as his black cock slid in and out of her mouth. As I shut the door, Karen stopped sucking him and asked, “Would like some dark meat Nan?“