‘You decided what you want to do today?’ he asked. ‘I thought I’d hang out with you, if I’m not in the way.’ ‘Nope. Won’t be a problem...other than you’ll likely get bored.’ He wasn’t trying very hard to entice me. We were about to finish the dishes and get ready to leave when I heard a truck pull up in front. Rance went to see who it was while I finished in the kitchen. When he hadn’t come back after about five minutes, I walked over to the big window in the living room and looked out. Standing. What a nice feeling, a hand on my cock, hand on my balls, 4 breast in my face as they are kissing and all this time I am playing with both there clits. I did not even realize that the men was back upstairs and watching us. They stood there enjoying the show and stroking themselves. They got in the water and we caress the ladies a bit until we could not take it any longer and decided to take the action to the bedroom. Once we all dry we got onto the mattress that was laid out on the floor and. "When you leave here you can return to what you've always been."Alice barked a laugh. "Yeah, right. You're a wicked woman Buffy. You know good and well we can't take all this back ... ignore it." Well, you could always confine your new ... activities ... to Mike. I happen to know he loves a good blow job." Buffy frowned. "Unless you want to be thoroughly debauched and let this nice young man put his pretty penis in your pussy. I'm sure he'd be willing."The pledge perked up immediately, half. I previously posted these experiences on other posts but putting it together here as a thread. Not that it matters as most know about these kind of things regularly occurring in college campuses.I have only been with or dated black guys (athletes) when I was in college. Being in a football dominated university, I have many stories to tell and I am not sure where to begin. I will start with my first time hook-up with a star black athlete. I grew up in a upscale not so mixed of an environment.