I’m really a musician, but right now I’m working as a sound technician. It’s usually a lot of boring shit, conferences and business meetings. But some days I really luck out, and today was the day. My assignment was a shoot for one of those rap videos.
I wasn’t particularly excited about the gig, but all the other guys were congratulating me for getting it. I didn’t understand why until we were half way through the day. I stood at the mixing board while these rap guys strutted around saying who knows what at 50mph. I don’t have a problem with it; it’s just not my thing.
At 2pm that afternoon it was time to do the party scenes. That’s when I understood why everybody wanted this assignment. I looked up and 20 beautiful black women walked out. The best part was that they were barely dressed. I’d forgotten how much skin they showed in those videos and I had ring side seats. The girls paraded around gyrating and rubbing up against the rappers to the heavy bass beats.
I’d never appreciated how different black women were until then. These women were excessively round in all the right places. I remembered a friend of mine had called it ‘black girl butt’. He was right, black girl butt was something special. And these girls were shaking them with abandon.
Some girls were in those really short shorts where a little bit of the ass hangs out. Others were wearing low rides with the thongs that showed. Their tops were either skin tight or low cut, and all of them had hard nipples. I licked my lips as I watched how their large heavy breasts bounced. The icing on the cake was that they were all wearing those high heels that screamed ‘fuck me’.
I started getting aroused and somewhat jealous watching these rap guys walk around with all these girls hanging off of them. Out of all the girls there was one in particular that caught my eye. She was a dark one with a long mane of shiny black hair. She wore a jumpsuit that was cut into shorts so high that her ass was coming out the back.
The best part was when she turned to face the camera. It had a zipper that closed up the front, but she’d left it almost completely open. You could see her taught stomach and a pair of tits so big that I didn’t think the jump suit would have closed over them even if she used 10 shoe horns. Those enormous globes were covered by a thin black lacy bra and when she danced they bounced something awful. The more I watched them the more I was getting that itch in my pants.
While I stood there openly lusting after these women, the most amazing thing happened. I’d swear that little dark angel I liked was checking me out. Could that be possible? Maybe I shouldn’t be surprised because I am considered to be an extremely good looking guy. I’m tall, well built and have handsome features, but did these rap chicks like white guys? As she turned around stuck her ass out and started shaking it hard I smiled to myself and hoped.
They look a little break and all the girls headed over to the refreshment table which was near my mixing boards. My favorite girl was there too. She looked sexy just standing there drinking water. As I watched her she looked right at me and smiled. I knew it was just a smile, but there was no way I was gonna miss the possibility it might be something more. I suddenly felt the need for a bottle of water so I walked over.
She was even cuter up close and she had these wide lips that begged for a kiss. Whatever tingle I had in my pants was on its way to a full semi by the time I got to her. As I took a swig of water from the bottle I tried to think of something to say. What kind of introduction would get me in with a rap chick? I decided to try something that I thought would appeal to her.
