Hello, there. Remember me? Kristin Benedict. A tall, curvy and beautiful young Black woman of Haitian-American and Mexican descent. I'm entering my second year at the University of Massachusetts in the town of Boston. I recently ended a relationship with a tall, gorgeous Black lawyer named Mary Johnson. She was a friend of one of my professors. We had what could only be called a whirlwind romance, even though she was married and had two sons and a daughter. I didn't mind any of that because she was cool and the sex was off the chain. I respected her time with her family, and gave her the space she needed. I was really discreet while we had our tryst. That's me, always willing to accommodate the closet cases I seem to attract.
Mary Johnson was great in the sack. That rare mature Black woman who totally goes for young Black women like myself. And you know what? She had a submissive streak the length of Mississippi. I loved that about her. In the bedroom, she let me have total control. I'm a control freak so that appealed to me immensely. I loved dominating her. From spanking her big round ass to making her kneel before me and lick my pussy. She's one of the best pussy lickers I've ever seen. I also loved inserting my dildo into her ass while fingering her pussy and twisting her tits in my mouth. Mary was a total submissive. She absolutely got off on it. We had a beautiful thing going on, folks. I'm sorry it had to end.
Why did it end? Did her husband and family find out about me? Nope. Did I do something to displease her? No way. Did I overstep my boundaries? Absolutely not. Something came along which made her see herself, and me, in a negative light. Her preacher, man. I have nothing against religion. Many gays and lesbians are people of faith and I respect that. Mary took it a step too far. Unfortunately for both of us, she ditched me after finding religion and I couldn't let that slide. I had my feelings hurt quite badly. More than I was willing to admit at the time. I got hurt and damn it, I wanted revenge. Mary had to pay for hurting me. So I exposed her secret lesbian life to her friends, family and co-workers. That will teach the bitch to drop me. I had a good revenge, and now I've moved on.
Since then, I've taken to doing radically different things in my love life. Sometimes, I seek out someone who can tame the mean bitch in me. Her name is Rory Anne Atwater. A tall, blonde-haired and kind of curvy Irish chick I met in a bar in South Boston. Normally I don't go for white chicks but this broad was hot as hell. She had a cute face, curvy body, big tits and a big round ass. Later she told me she was part Mexican, on her grandfather's side. I never would have guessed. Must be where she got her fabulous ass from. She's a business student at Bay State College. And she was pretty butch too. She was hot, and I guess I took her home. It was the beginning of wonderful times for me.
Normally, I'm bossy as hell in the bedroom. I usually dominate my women. But Rory Atwater was something else. Something made me want to submit to her. I can't explain it. She was bossy, but also kind and understanding. I've never submitted to anyone before. Especially some blonde-haired white woman with an attitude problem. They say there's a first time for everything. I've never slept with a white woman before and I guess I was curious. What was all the fuss about? I guess deep down, I actually wanted to be dominated by a strong mistress and Rory Anne Atwater certainly did not disappoint. She took me to her house in Brighton and we had a great time. I ended up learning a lot about her that night, and about myself as well. It was an enlightening evening.
Rory had a decidedly imperious tone while we did our thing. First, she ordered me to strip. I hesitated, and she raised an eyebrow. Oh, my. Someone is really bossy. I walked up to her. Without rising from her seat, Rory inspected my sexy nubile body. She cupped my breasts and fondled my big round ass. I guess Mistress Rory liked what she saw. She pinched my ass, then ordered me to kneel before her. I hesitated. Rory smacked me hard. My eyes went wide. What in hell? Who does this bitch think she is? Rory smiled defiantly, then pulled me in for a deep kiss. That stunned me. Before I knew it, she inserted two fingers into my pussy. Jabbed them deep inside of me. I let out a gasp of surprised pain mixed with pleasure. Rory smiled, and told me we were going to have fun together.