She asked how she looked, I said you are beautiful. She started coming closer to me and saidyour penis is still hard. I got shocked and atonce said i ...hve to go. I ran immediately from their and at that night for the first time i was thinking about her. The next day she come to my house and asked my momto send me to her house for helping me, my mom said yes. So i was send there at about 5pm. As i entered her house she came towards me and hugged me realy hard, so hard that i was able to feel. She didn’t look bad at all; I actually thought she looked kind of cute. She said "yeah I'm ready to have a wonderful day with my brother"! At this point the time was 5:00. She came over and held my hand as we walked out and locked the door. We walked my car and I opened the door for her. She looked at me and smiled as I helped her in. It was a sport car so what else was I supposed to do? We arrived at our destination and she looked suppressed. We were at the mall and I was ready to burn a hole. What do you think?" "Oh Gail. I was right. I AM growing a pretty pair of real breasts aren't I? They must be at least a full A cup by now. Men's' chests just never look this...inviting. It must be this thing I have for these clothes overpowering my body. And look, my thighs are filling in too. They're rubbing together when I walk, especially in my heels. Oh, gawd, I'm turning into such a little swish! I can't wear a sexy bra to work. Ken and Jeanette are already looking at me funny and. Other than him, I just like to be taken like a bitch and fucked and filled with cum. It was the early 80's at the time. No one had even heard of AIDS, so birth control pills and a little luck and I was good to go. Anyway, I digress - back to the part about the first black guy that fucked me.As usual, it was a Saturday night and I was at a downtown dance club with one of my prissy housemates looking to drink, dance and get laid. Karen, my blonde housemate needed a good fucking like no one else I.