I remind her that she lost the last bet and she has to do what i want, but she refuses, I go into my bedroom and get my hand cuffs these are police is...sue she wont get out of these unit i let her. I ask her one more time to honor her bet but she refuses again, i tell her it ok you will one way or another she asks what does that mean. i tell her she can do it on her own or i will make her and it ok with me either way. walking at her she now sees the cuffs which she knows means she going to have. Shall I send for some beer, she asked. It’s okay, I will wait, I replied. She went out, called out to a fellow, to come with a bottle of beer and two glasses. I think you could use a couple of buckets of water too to cool you off. It must have been dusty in the rickshaw ride, she offered. The idea of having her scrub me was a lovely thought, Sure, I said, and soon was down to the buff. I followed her to the well near the yard and dropped the bucket to draw the water. It was nice and tepid in. She bucked her hips on mine and with that screamed and began her orgasm on my cock. I pumped a few more times, she was moaning out so loud and I then exploded the most painful and most enjoyable wad of cum into her hot slick cunt… Spurt after spurt firing into her as she dug her fingers into my waist and began slowing her climax down. I fell onto her and we kissed as my cock twitched inside her now totally flooded pussy. We slowed down to a stop and I rolled over onto the empty part of the bed.. So I guess as these black sportsmen emerged as stereotypes of athletic manliness, it’s not surprising they seemed to play a prominent role in my fantasies.University came and went amongst the dreaming spires of academia, accompanied by more failed romantic attempts. London in my early twenties, and still not a proper long-term girlfriend in sight. I began to think maybe there was something in me that was fundamentally unlovable, with all my insecurities about the fairer-sex coming to a head in.