Veronique Angelus is the name. A six-foot-one, dark-skinned, voluptuous and big-bottomed young Black woman living in the city of Brockton, Massachusetts. People constantly tell them I remind them of professional tennis player Serena Williams. That's cool because she's my idol. A strong Black woman. Just call me the ultimate tomboy. I'm a pre-med student at the University of Massachusetts, having transferred there from Brockton Community College a while ago. Someday soon, I'm going to be a doctor. I'm a very determined and ambitious person. However, I do have my fun side. I'm into a lot of things which would shock my friends, family members and colleagues if they knew. Hell, it might even shock you people, and you have sort of a general idea what you're in for. I'm a somewhat closeted butch lesbian of Jamaican descent who's a BDSM fanatic. Yeah, whips and chains, handcuffs, sex toys and Black leather outfits. That kind of BDSM. I love it. What? You didn't know Black people love BDSM too? Well, we do. And now you know.
I met a very cute young woman who was down for the same kind of thing I am. Heather Carleton, a tall and skinny, blonde-haired and blue-eyed white chick I knew during my days at Brockton Community High School. She was our class valedictorian if I'm not mistaken. I always thought she was straight-laced and deeply nerdy. Never thought she and I might have a lot more in common than most people realize. Heather Carleton, a five-foot-ten, bespectacled nerdy white chick, went on to attend Curry College and later enrolled at the University of Massachusetts, where we were reunited. She was majoring in bio-chemistry and used the same labs as some of the pre-med students. I found her cute, but pushy. Typical straight white chick, or so I thought. Imagine my surprise later. I ran into her at a lesbian bar, and surprisingly, sparks flew. I took her home and we slept together. Heather could eat pussy with the best of them. And she was passionate too. I like that in a woman. We became an item and that's when the fun began. As it turns out, Heather was into BDSM too. I'm versatile in BDSM. Sometimes I dominate the women I'm with, sometimes they dominate me. Heather wasn't like that. She was totally dominant, which is surprising since she's so nerdy but I guess you never really know people. Heather and I tried some BDSM together, and she was a delight.
I've been wanting to explore my submissive side for quite some time. I'm a six-foot-one, dark-skinned and athletic Black female college student. Many people have labeled me a Black Amazon. Most of the time I love that title, but sometimes I really don't. I'm kind of butch on top of it, which makes me seem really unapproachable to the very feminine and classy women I desire. And that my friends is a problem. Heather wasn't intimidated by my height or my butch status. She was a very feminine woman with a very bossy side to her. And she told me she liked to dominate butch women. Sweet. Lots of butch chicks have a thing for bossy femmes. And I'm one of them. I admit that I kind of like blonde-haired white chicks. Lots of Black lesbians have a thing for them but we seldom admit it. Heather was a nerdy white lesbian with a craving for tall Black lesbians. She has a thing for tall Black women, especially famous athletes, and her bedroom was littered with posters of everyone from Serena Williams to Lisa Leslie and Marion Jones. My bedroom is littered with posters of celebrity women I'd love to sleep with, such as Charlize Theron, Brittany Daniel and Allison Mack. Wow. I guess we really were made for each other.
Heather completely dominated me in the bedroom, folks, and that's how I liked it. She had me strip naked before her while she sat on the bed, watching me. She admired my tall and sexy Black woman's physique. Heather asked me to turn around and whistled when she saw my big Black ass. She got up and started fondling my ass. I loved the way she grabbed my ass. Lots of guys and girls have grabbed my ass over the years, especially in night clubs. Usually I smack the shit out of them but I liked having Heather handle my buns. Heather told me to bend over and I did so without hesitation. To my great surprise, she started spanking me. I turned around and smiled. Heather told me to bend over. And so I did. Face down and ass up. Heather spanked my ass with a smile on her face, telling me she always wanted to spank tall Black chicks with big butts. I kind of liked letting this nerdy white chick spank my big Black butt. It really turned me on. Heather spanked my big Black ass until it frigging turned blue. It stung but I liked it.
Heather turned me around, and spread my long, shapely legs wide open. She breathed in the scent of my hairy pussy. Luckily I used vaginal deodorant earlier. Without further ado, Heather went muff diving. At first I was tense but she told me to lie down on the bed and let her do her thing. I did just that. Heather licked my pussy like there was no tomorrow. I squealed in delight as Heather probed me with her fingers and tongue. Hot damn she was good. Later, I returned the favor by licking her neatly shaved pussy. This Black lesbian loves the taste of white women's pussy and if loving it is wrong then she doesn't want to be right. I lapped away at Heather's pussy. She ran her hands through my neatly braided Black hair and urged me to continue. I rocked her world and she climaxed violently. Afterwards, we kissed passionately and fell asleep in each other's arms. That was a sweet night.
Heather and I continued seeing each other. Sometimes, we went to the movies together. I took her to see The Princess And The Frog. I always wanted to see that. And why shouldn't I? I'm somewhat of a Black Princess myself. We both enjoyed the movie immensely. We also saw Law Abiding Citizen, another awesome flick. We were in love, Heather and I. Two women from different backgrounds. I was the daughter of hard-working Jamaican immigrants who came to New England in the late 1970s. My father Verne Angelus is a police officer in Boston. My mother Nessa Jean Angelus is a retired schoolteacher who runs a family restaurant. My elder brother Jacob is a second-year student at Suffolk Law School. My younger brother Tobias is currently at the Police Academy in Boston. He's training to be a cop. My sweet Heather is the daughter of Irish immigrants who moved from Galway, Ireland, to Brockton, Massachusetts, in the 1980s. Her father Sean Carleton was a welder and her mother Catherine O'Shea Carleton worked as a curator for a local museum. She had one sister, Jamie, who worked as a corrections officer in Brockton. Our families were different, yet had a lot in common. Must be why we got along so well.
