Here's my twisted road Pt. 1
Life from 12-14 years old was painful. Lost both my parents and my aunt who took me in after they died. I was a mess and in puberty. After my aunt passed I went into a different city and a strange new foster type situation. I dated boys early and they liked my innocent looks. My first joint was also the night of my first sex. I kind of liked it so I did it some more with different boys. I studied hard and wanted to be a writer. My parents left a huge inheritance for me when I turned of age. I kept having sex and it still wasn't amazing.
A girl friend of mine got me high and showed me porn on her Dad's computer. I loved being high and imagining it was me in that porn. For a month I didn't go to school. I went to her house and looked at porn all day. I was a girl gooner. We got high. I edged. I used her hair brush like a dildo. On the weekends I had more mediocre sex. A lot of it and all with white boys.
I saw a LOT of black cock sexing in the porn I gooned to. I always wondered what the deal was anyway. Then at the end of one summer a black family moved in on our block. They had a son who was a bit older than me but in the same school. When school started he looked at me differently than the white boys.
I started wondering if he was Big. He showed up at a party one night and I knew I would have to end up with him. I did and I can tell you that it wasn't what I thought. He was small, like 4 inches small, and didn't know what to do. But I helped him and after a few fucks he was my steady boyfriend. I was that girl that dated a black boy. I already had a rep but this put frosting on it.
The white boys just seemed to accept that the blonde girl was with the black boy. I still think that's the best part of all this! My white girl friends didn't know what to say I think, so I drifted away from them. In time my boyfriend made more and more black friends in town. I got to be tall and somewhat curvy very fast. Not sure exactly how it happened but I was taller than most of the boys.
My boyfriend was a basketball player, but not a good one. He tried hard (which I can say about almost everything he did) but others were better. One weekend he brought me to a party at a country house where all the team and their girlfriends were hanging by a bonfire and doing shots. Three shots of Jaeger had me buzzing and when the joints started making the rounds I was up and dancing around with everybody and anybody....except my boyfriend. He was sitting in the dark watching.
So many years later I still hear the voice behind me; "It's time you got yourself a real man, girl". My flying brain agreed. I turned around and found HIM standing there. 6'4" and built like a tree. I glanced over at my little boyfriend and saw him staring. As I shimmed up to HIM. I was like a mindless a****l for HIM already. As HE held out HIS hand I took it and glanced back at my now-standing boyfriend. I was led into the house and in a trance that I barely remember, I rubbed all over HIM in the living room in front of other people, including my boyfriend who was watching from a shadowy corner.
I'd seen this kind of thing in porn. Now my porn-addicted, drunk and high brain just told my body what to do. I started stripping For HIM. Everybody else turned into a blur. As I got down to only my panties remaining HE somehow got my boyfriend to come forward and take them off. And right there on the living room floor, I got fucked by my first real black cock. HE was 8 inches and thick and hard hard hard. And I came and came and screamed and shook! Everything I'd seen in porn clicked into place.
My ex-boyfriend got cucked in front of many people. I didn't care any more. Years later I felt sorry and found him, but he was a burned-out d**g addict that no amount of help could fix. As for my big black cocked HIM I stayed with HIM for the rest of the school year, until I had to go on vacation to Europe. When I returned HE had a new girl. But that was okay I had numbers for his friends who were maybe even more hung than he was.........
Part II gets even nastier.....
A girl friend of mine got me high and showed me porn on her Dad's computer. I loved being high and imagining it was me in that porn. For a month I didn't go to school. I went to her house and looked at porn all day. I was a girl gooner. We got high. I edged. I used her hair brush like a dildo. On the weekends I had more mediocre sex. A lot of it and all with white boys.
I saw a LOT of black cock sexing in the porn I gooned to. I always wondered what the deal was anyway. Then at the end of one summer a black family moved in on our block. They had a son who was a bit older than me but in the same school. When school started he looked at me differently than the white boys.
I started wondering if he was Big. He showed up at a party one night and I knew I would have to end up with him. I did and I can tell you that it wasn't what I thought. He was small, like 4 inches small, and didn't know what to do. But I helped him and after a few fucks he was my steady boyfriend. I was that girl that dated a black boy. I already had a rep but this put frosting on it.
The white boys just seemed to accept that the blonde girl was with the black boy. I still think that's the best part of all this! My white girl friends didn't know what to say I think, so I drifted away from them. In time my boyfriend made more and more black friends in town. I got to be tall and somewhat curvy very fast. Not sure exactly how it happened but I was taller than most of the boys.
My boyfriend was a basketball player, but not a good one. He tried hard (which I can say about almost everything he did) but others were better. One weekend he brought me to a party at a country house where all the team and their girlfriends were hanging by a bonfire and doing shots. Three shots of Jaeger had me buzzing and when the joints started making the rounds I was up and dancing around with everybody and anybody....except my boyfriend. He was sitting in the dark watching.
So many years later I still hear the voice behind me; "It's time you got yourself a real man, girl". My flying brain agreed. I turned around and found HIM standing there. 6'4" and built like a tree. I glanced over at my little boyfriend and saw him staring. As I shimmed up to HIM. I was like a mindless a****l for HIM already. As HE held out HIS hand I took it and glanced back at my now-standing boyfriend. I was led into the house and in a trance that I barely remember, I rubbed all over HIM in the living room in front of other people, including my boyfriend who was watching from a shadowy corner.
I'd seen this kind of thing in porn. Now my porn-addicted, drunk and high brain just told my body what to do. I started stripping For HIM. Everybody else turned into a blur. As I got down to only my panties remaining HE somehow got my boyfriend to come forward and take them off. And right there on the living room floor, I got fucked by my first real black cock. HE was 8 inches and thick and hard hard hard. And I came and came and screamed and shook! Everything I'd seen in porn clicked into place.
My ex-boyfriend got cucked in front of many people. I didn't care any more. Years later I felt sorry and found him, but he was a burned-out d**g addict that no amount of help could fix. As for my big black cocked HIM I stayed with HIM for the rest of the school year, until I had to go on vacation to Europe. When I returned HE had a new girl. But that was okay I had numbers for his friends who were maybe even more hung than he was.........
Part II gets even nastier.....
3 years ago
