Hey, it's Kathy again. I must get this off my chest. I've never told anybody about this. I don't think it was totally my fault because it's hard to tell what's right and what's wrong when you share in this wild lifestyle. I guess communication is really the key but, when you and your boyfriend are deeply in it, you think that you each know what's going on? Right? This is how it happened.
My boyfriend Dave and I had been enjoying our sexual life like never before. To be honest, he was turning me into his little slut! At first, I wasn't that into it, but over time I learned that "slut" isn't a bad word. It's pretty much being like every guy. Why can a guy be a slut and it's kind of a compliment? Anyway, with my boyfriend's encouragement and his teaching, I was slowly becoming his perfect slut and I was loving it!
At this point, we were beginning to experiment with BBC. I had never really found black boys attractive though I've never had anything against them. Dave started playing a lot of BBC porn for me and the first thing that caught my attention was the size of all those black cocks! Holy jesus! I mean, I've heard the reputations but those porn babes looked like they weren't acting when getting screwed by those black monsters! They seemed to be out of their minds and there was no question about the amounts of powerful orgasms they were having! Let's just say it didn't take long for me to get behind the whole BBC thing.
Now, Dave has a whole bunch of black friends that he's had forever and our house is the house where everyone seems to meet at. Every weekend our place is full of all our friends partying it up. Which began getting a lot more exciting since my new attraction to BBC and Dave telling me to flirt away so we can discuss it later in bed! Here is where the lines get blurred. Dave has a rule about all this kinky playing around which is we can never play with people we know. In the bedroom, we can use it as fantasy role play, but that's pretty much it. So when he tells me to go flirt, how do I know when we've crossed a line? Seems impossible to me? And apparently, it is.
Dave has this one friend named Ty that's kind of an ass. They played football together and Ty still does for college. He's huge and wild, and mean and always treats the girls he brings over like crap. Thank god I don't know any of them because if I did, I tell them to get away from this guy and that they can truly do better than him! Dave knew how much Ty got under my skin and I'm not sure but, maybe that's why Dave started bringing his name up when we would play late at night in bed.
I mentioned how I can't believe that so many really pretty white girls go out with Ty? And that's where it all began. I never should have said that because it seems from that moment on, Dave took it as his mission in life to get me to understand and not hate his lifelong black friend. I told him I knew what he was doing and it wasn't going to work. He told me how so many beautiful white girls go out with him for two reasons. One, his cock is huge. Secondly, every white girl wants to be fucked super hard and dominated. First I asked how does he know Ty has such a big penis and he tells me that not only does he have a reputation for having a "horse cock", but he's seen it when they played football together in the showers. Ok, he might have me there. And he didn't have to explain the dominating part because he dominated all those pretty girls outside of the bedroom too. "Don't knock it, Kathy. You've never been dominated and manhandled like I know some big black guys would do to you." I asked him if he was talking about Ty and I knew he was. Because from that moment on, our nightly games included a new black dildo that was huge! And a lot more blindfolds and some arm and leg restraints along with some Ty scenarios.
Then last Friday night, all the planets seemed to align. Everyone was over and Ty was especially wasted and when it came time for everyone to go home, Dave told Ty he was taking his keys and if no one can give him a ride, he will have to stay on our couch. After a little debate, I brought him up some pillows and a blanket as he tried to grab my butt as I left him. When I told Dave what he did, Dave was all over me and harder than ever humping me all over. It was so hot to Dave(both of us really)that he came before I even got naked! And then he passed out! It's not the first time this has happened but it was the first time this has happened while there was a drunk black man upstairs!
