But all that’s changed thanks to the influence of a beautiful, voluptuous sistah named Wendy. I have known Wendy for years. Ever since sophomore yea... at Bay State College in downtown Boston. This dark-skinned, curvy and big-bottomed, sexy young Black woman has been my pal for years. When we met, I was quite confused about who and what I was. Nowadays, I’m not scared to introduce myself to anyone as a bisexual Black male or as a men’s issues advocate. Always speaking up on behalf of the. I moved my hand from her waist to the upper ass region and then slowly slid down to the middle and squeezed it ohh she gasped. I was just caressing her body and feeling it against mine, I could feel her soft but big and hard breasts her breath against my chest. I again pulled her towards me and this time planted a kiss on her lips and started to suck her lower lip, within seconds I had my tongue penetrate her lips and into her mouth battling her tongue, her eyes were closed and mine open. I. ’ ‘Do you always do what your momma tells you?’ ‘Depends on what it is….’ Wrapping his arms around her tighter, her body so close to his that you couldn’t slip a sheet of paper between them he bent down and kissed her. Not the kind of kiss you would give to a stranger, nor to your maiden aunt, but a long slow, deep wet kiss that lasted for ages, causing his heart to beat faster and his already hard manhood to harden even more. Breaking the kiss he whispered in her ear, the music still pulsing. We both liked where this was going."What did you have in mind?"She smiled that cute, fat little smile."Maybe a... oral agreement."I took another pull off the can and set it on the counter next to hers. I moved in close and grabbed as much of one her tits as would fit in my hand and leaned in. She wrapped one of her fat little arms around my neck and we stood there tonguing each other for a minute or two. Then I broke away and undid my shorts, letting them fall around my boots and followed suit.