I wish I could thank her
Growing up in rural WV in the '70's and early '80's I was surrounded by racism, ignorance, cruelty and hatred. School was pretty ugly, there was usually one or two Black students in the entire student body, but I would watch others strike up friendly conversations with a Black guy and when they were out of earshot say the typical hate filled names we heard from our "adult role models". You could almost see both guys and girls finding themselves realizing that word might get out that they were decent and friendly to ----------- at school and be branded a ------lover by someone so they would completely destroy the moment of basic human decency they had just had. It was a lesson in fear and the effect of social standing when it is bestowed by groups too ignorant to deal with their own self esteem issues and the knowledge that no matter what a total loser they were, they were white and that would serve them well as long as they never left the shithole they called home!
I made few friends after seeing how trustworthy everyone around me seemed and my best friend in elementary school was the only AA k** in school and after a school play his dad made it a point to let my parents know how glad he was that his son had a friend. By the end of the year when we always met up at his house and never ventured near mine, I think it was clear that my family didn't see things the same way. I thought he was the only k** who didnt backstab anyone, while everyone else couldnt be trusted, so that was the guy I hung out with and was the first time I saw racial dynamics at work.I knew my father and both Grandfathers absolutely hated Blacks and I always wondered why when I never saw any reason for it at all. I'd heard rumors about my dads sister who was a beauty queen in the years before I was born and had moved away when I was 2 or 3. She'd come back for a day and then disappear for a few years and it was said she left when my dad walked into her apartment and found her with a black man at both ends and another watching and waiting for his turn.
So fast forward to Jr High and I have a 30 minute bus ride and a beautiful blonde high school girl decides I should sit beside her every afternoon. she enjoyed watching me try to steal glances at her tits and her legs and occasionally find a reason to stand so I could imagine that perfect ass without the faded denim that covered it. One week she would talk about OJ Simpson and how good looking he was and what a sexy body he had and would ask me if I thought he was and when she looked into my eyes and smiled I said he was a good looking man and he was as muscular and as perfect as a greek statue, she laughed and grabbed my thigh and after that I would have said anything to keep my seat and hear her talk about how hot this black athlete or that black actor was and how she'd love to throw herself at them!
Somehow, this went on an entire school year. This sexy blonde whispering to me about Black men and their huge cocks and incredible fucking skills as I squirmed and tried to adjust my hard cock without her noticing when we both knew exactly what she was doing to me and we both loved it. She'd ask what I was going to do after i got home and I'd act like I was just gonna do a little of this or that when she knew I'd immediately find someplace I could jack for 20 or 30 seconds while I pictured my beautiful sexy seatmate sucking and fucking every black man she found attractive and telling me about it!!!!!
We moved away and I lost track of her and now I can't even remember her name, but I'd love to see her again and thank her for taking a very impressionable young man and laying the foundation for the white boi I have become and tell her when a few months after we moved away I saw Prince on a magazine cover and immediately got rock hard I wasn't sure if it was from picturing her and Prince or me and Prince or the 3 of us all naked and intertwined, but after the hours I spent learning from her, I realized it didn't matter!
Thank you Goddess
I made few friends after seeing how trustworthy everyone around me seemed and my best friend in elementary school was the only AA k** in school and after a school play his dad made it a point to let my parents know how glad he was that his son had a friend. By the end of the year when we always met up at his house and never ventured near mine, I think it was clear that my family didn't see things the same way. I thought he was the only k** who didnt backstab anyone, while everyone else couldnt be trusted, so that was the guy I hung out with and was the first time I saw racial dynamics at work.I knew my father and both Grandfathers absolutely hated Blacks and I always wondered why when I never saw any reason for it at all. I'd heard rumors about my dads sister who was a beauty queen in the years before I was born and had moved away when I was 2 or 3. She'd come back for a day and then disappear for a few years and it was said she left when my dad walked into her apartment and found her with a black man at both ends and another watching and waiting for his turn.
So fast forward to Jr High and I have a 30 minute bus ride and a beautiful blonde high school girl decides I should sit beside her every afternoon. she enjoyed watching me try to steal glances at her tits and her legs and occasionally find a reason to stand so I could imagine that perfect ass without the faded denim that covered it. One week she would talk about OJ Simpson and how good looking he was and what a sexy body he had and would ask me if I thought he was and when she looked into my eyes and smiled I said he was a good looking man and he was as muscular and as perfect as a greek statue, she laughed and grabbed my thigh and after that I would have said anything to keep my seat and hear her talk about how hot this black athlete or that black actor was and how she'd love to throw herself at them!
Somehow, this went on an entire school year. This sexy blonde whispering to me about Black men and their huge cocks and incredible fucking skills as I squirmed and tried to adjust my hard cock without her noticing when we both knew exactly what she was doing to me and we both loved it. She'd ask what I was going to do after i got home and I'd act like I was just gonna do a little of this or that when she knew I'd immediately find someplace I could jack for 20 or 30 seconds while I pictured my beautiful sexy seatmate sucking and fucking every black man she found attractive and telling me about it!!!!!
We moved away and I lost track of her and now I can't even remember her name, but I'd love to see her again and thank her for taking a very impressionable young man and laying the foundation for the white boi I have become and tell her when a few months after we moved away I saw Prince on a magazine cover and immediately got rock hard I wasn't sure if it was from picturing her and Prince or me and Prince or the 3 of us all naked and intertwined, but after the hours I spent learning from her, I realized it didn't matter!
Thank you Goddess
4 years ago
