The first girl I can actually remember fantasizing about is a black girl I went to school with I will call "Jasmine". Jasmine looked pretty good, but wasn't anywhere near as good looking as some of the other black girls I went to school with.
She had a slender build, She was probably about 115lbs and was about 5 feet 8 inches tall. Her breasts were on the small side and she had a ghetto booty, only hers wasn't like the typical ghetto booty.
It wasn't fat, it just stuck out a little more then a normal ass would. I remember, I couldn't wait to see her on some days, because she would sometimes wear these tight jeans that I really liked her in.
I never started fantasizing about Jasmine until she had graduated from school and she had gotten a job at a store right down the street from my house. I was already a frequent customer of that particular store, but once she started working there I would scrounge up what ever money I could so I could go down there and talk to her. The one and only fantasy I have about Jasmine still sticks with me till this day. I've talked to her on the Internet since I actually seen her last and she still looks like she did in High School.
In my fantasy, I go down to the store to pick up a couple of note books and a few packs of pens for school and when I am done shopping, I stay and talk to Jasmine for a few minutes. Jasmine out of no where asks me if I had any porno movies that she could come over and watch with me. I tell her that I had a few and if she wanted to come over she could. She told me to wait about twenty minutes for her that the store was about to close and her shift would be over by then. She rings my stuff up for me and I go outside and wait. Not long after, Jasmine comes walking out of the store, and the manager locks the door behind her.
Jasmine and I start walking to my house, we talk about school and work and stuff like that and we have a pretty fun time during out walk to my house. When we get there, no one is home so Jasmine and I go up into my room to watch the movie. Jasmine sits on the futon I had in my room, and there was already a tape in the VCR so I just pushed play, and let it go. I stood there for a minute watching the movie, then I told Jasmine to make herself at home, that I'd be back in a minute I had to take a pee.
I run down the hall way to the bathroom and do my business and a couple minutes later I walk about down the hall way to my bed room. When I opened the door to my room, I noticed Jasmine's right hand moving slowly up and down inside the front of her jeans. I just walked by her never saying anything and sat in my chair. I watched the movie for a minute, then I heard Jasmine say something to me, but wasn't sure what she said. "You saw me fingering myself?" She asked again. I just told her the truth. "I saw you doing something, but wasn't really sure if that's what you were doing." After I got done saying that. I watched her start to zip and button her jeans back up.