Note to readers: This event was related to me by Brooke and was asked to write about her sexual adventures. The name and events are true, the locations are changed for discretionary reasons.
Please enjoy her tale.
I've always believed things happen for a reason. From a time and age, when things like I've done already, most girls haven't even fantasized about yet. I was innocent of everything until I was fourteen, when my step-dad introduced me and my friend to dildos. We didn't have any clue as to what we were doing at first, but he soon had us working those things in and out of ourselves very quickly. My friend, Ali, short for Alice, and I slept over at each other's house at least twice a month and well, after the dildoes, it wasn't long after that, that we started fooling arond with each other. I've been with boys and girls and love them both. My friend Ali is a total lesbian now, but I can get her to share a guy with me when I want to play both sides at once. Now that I'm an adult, law says I am, ever since I turned eighteen, I can tell you the whole story of some of the things that have happened to me.
I guess I better let you know who I am and what I look like and all that stuff, first, so you know what I'm talking about and know why I like what I do. I grew up in your typical upscale neighborhood and had all the best things in life, I still do. I'm going to a great college, (another affair I'll get Lance to write about later) and I know I don't have to try too hard, because my life is already set up by my parents. I just have to learn enough, so I won't fuck things up down the road, when I take over. Whether my parents approve or not, I am having a party with all my friends when I turn twenty-one. That is less than two years away, so it'll be something else I'll have to share with you. trust me, it'll be something worth writing about.
I'm a black goddess type, I'm 5'4" give or take, I have nice big tits, 38d right now, that I know will only get bigger when I grow older, capped with big, fat nipples, that I have nice, gold bars through them. I'm no light-weight, little, girlie girl, no, I have wide hips and a chubby belly, and a pair of meaty thighs. why do I get lots of play? I've been blessed with really good looks. My eyes are almond shaped and ebony brown. I have full cheeks, that plump up when I smile, and a pair of full, not too thick, lips that I love to use all over a lover's body. My hair is jet black, straightened at the roots and nice full curls, that fall just down to my tits. I have nice white teeth, thanks to thousands in dental work and I have smooth, milk chocolate skin. I think my pubic hair lasted only two years, before I started shaving it off, Dad liked them that way. He was a total perv, I know that now, and I haven't had to do it with him in a while actually, seems I'm too old now. Go figure, I'm nineteen and over the hill. Really glad actually,
I've never been one who's shy. I never saw the point in it. If you don't try it, or go for it, how are you ever going to learn what it's all about. Hence my strong will and determination. I always liked the attitudes of older, BBW, black women. Queen Latifah, Oprah, you know what I'm talking about. They gave me the power to be like them in pursuing things in my life, but it always went against my sexual desire to be submissive. I like my lover to dominate me and get me to do things that are anything from naughty to outrageous. One thing Ali got me to do once, was put a plug in my ass and keep my little bullet vibe in my pussy, while we went to a club and partied and danced with guys and girls all night. I was cumming all night from the thrill of doing it and Ali kept playing with the controls, which were hidden under my top. By the time the night was over, I had wiped my legs clean three times and embarrassed myself a couple of times, having orgasms while slow dancing.
The affair I'd like to share with you this time, is when I got my nipples pierced. I had just turned eighteen, and Daddy, I always call him that when I want something, wanted me to have my own car, so I'd stop bugging him and Mom from driving me everywhere. I looked on the internet at all the cars I liked and felt I would be comfortable driving, and chose a Honda Accord, two door. It's got all the options and came with a weekend of wild sex, with a very, hot, Latin saleslady, named Marica. My Dad has used the dealership for years to get company cars and I was getting one on the company's dime. I am one of the share-holders after all, so I got to take advantage of a great situation.
I walked into the dealership, the first Monday after high school finished and looked at the showroom model of the one I liked. I was sitting behind the wheel checking out how it felt and if I liked the interior. I was fiddling with the radio, when a shadow came across the dash. I turned to look and this beautiful Latino woman in her late twenties, early thirties, was standing there smiling down at me.
"You must be Brooke. You're Dad said you'd be coming in soon to look at cars. I'm Marica, I've known your Dad for a few years now. I handle most of his leasing needs. So you like the Accord?"
"How do you know I'm Brooke?" I asked, wondering how much my Dad had said about me.
"You're Dad said you were beautiful and described you to me. You look just like he said. In fact you look better. So, would you like to go for a test drive and see how it feels on the road?" Marica asked me. I looked into her dark, chocolate brown eyes, twinkling at me as she smiled and said, "Sure, I'd love to."
She went and grabbed a set of keys,and I followed her out to the lot. She walked to the one in the color I wanted too. It had everything I wanted, as well as the sunroof and she opened it up for us. She held the door open for me and took my hand to help me in. I hesitated for a second and looked in her eyes as she did it. I could see more of an interest in me than a valued customer. I was feeling like she had plans for me and I was falling into her trap.
I mentioned I like to be dominated and she had the look of someone who knew how to do that. I sat down and as I put my first leg in, my skirt rode up on my thighs and gave her a good look at my legs. She looked right at them without even trying to shift her eyes, when I noticed where she was looking. She closed the door and got in on her side. I watched her get in and could see her long legs coming more into view, as her skirt rode up. I shifted my eyes though when she looked over at me.
Let me describe Marica. She Latino as I said before and she's hot. That's the best way to describe her personally. She has lusty written all over her. Her almost black hair is long. Down to her gorgeous ass long. She pulls it up some and ties it at the back of her head to shorten it, but it's thick and full. The natural highlights of dark brown were highlighted in the sunlight.
Her eyes always have a glint or sparkle to them and reflect the light off them. Her lashes are really thick and long and add that depth to them I like. Her lips aren't as big as mine, but they are dark and full, from what I could see behind her blood, red lipstick. They are always pulled into a smile that makes you feel comfortable, but it's her eyes that show an undercurrent of her real feelings. She stood taller than me, maybe 5'7" - 5'-8", and had a slim, athletic style body. I don't know if she worked out, but I could see by the muscles and veins in her arms and hands, she used them vigorously. Her legs showed the same kind of definition to them as well. Her fingers were long and slender and had her nails done in a blood red, to match her lips. Her straight, ultra white teeth were a finishing touch to her beauty. The rest of her I'll describe later.
I started the car and put my seatbelt on, as Marica turned the air and radio on and showed me how they worked. I watched her hand, as it moved over the dials and buttons and became fascinated by it and the fingers, as they accentuated her description of the amenities. I imagined what they would feel like touching me and got lost in what she was saying.
