On with the story you wench...While I am no whore, I do consider myself something of anaccomplished slut. I have enjoyed many wonderful encounters and...relationships; however, it was not until November 2006 that mydarkest fantasies came true (pun intended). Being raised a white boyin Alabama makes it somewhat difficult to come to terms with being asissy and the desire to pleasure men sexually. It is ten times moredifficult to come to terms with desiring to please and submit toblack men, but it. I really didn't have much that screamed sexy, my body had started developing nicely when I was quite young and ever since then my parents have been very protective in trying to cover myself up. They say it's not appropriate to be showing off my body. But, last week I just turned 18 and I want to try doing stuff on my own. I looked through my closet for something to wear. A pair of tight jeans was about all I had for sexy pants, I wasn't even allowed to wear skirts. I didn't think a long dress. . I love you..."I whispered, "And a wonderful job it was, because you're beautiful. You are my love, my Sunshine."Using just the tip of my tongue, I licked between her inner and outer labia from the bottom to the top and barely flicked her clitoral hood.She locked her fingers into my hair and held on. "Hold on tight but keep your arms relaxed. We're going for a ride," I told her. "Push out your vagina." We saw it move outward -- a swell of juice came with it -- I put my mouth over it, sucked as. "Never mind him, Sam. Let's go. He's had a little martial arts training and thinks he's a tough guy. Don't waste your strength on him. Besides, I want him to sit here and think about you fucking me with your big dick." Another time wimp. Another time..." he said, puffing himself up.I started to tell her to stay gone. I realized I needed time to exact my revenge. A few more days were all I needed. I decided not to hurt him at that moment. He was not worth getting arrested for. Apparently, Buket.