They seemed super glued in place. What the hell do you think were staring at!? asked Aiden. Well, what are we supposed to do, you took our tops! Celia...exclaimed. She looked at me then and it was just like the first time we locked eyes, as it always is. {See, we have issues keeping our feelings hidden from others. If we were men, you could say we cant keep it in our pants. Im actually surprised weve kept it from others for a year now. It helps to not make direct eye contact in school.} I. “Are you wet for me, baby?” you ask in a husky tone.“Mmmm.... yeah. I am so wet for you,” comes my breathy reply.“Good. Now don't touch your pussy,” you demand.“What?” I ask incredulously, my hand quickly darting away like it got burned.“No questions, bitch! You were a naughty brat before, and now it's time to pay the price!” you say sternly.“Yes, sir!” I say obediently, excitement building in me.“I am going to tease you until you beg me to let you cum,” you say deviously.“Yes, sir,” I say. I walked towards my destination and found myself looking at black men differently and I began to wonder what they were like in bed and how big their cocks were. I arrived at the port and found the dock that I was told to meet this guy. I saw this huge ship in front of me with the older black guy from the night before standing there waiting for me. My pussy became instantly wet as I saw him."Hi" I said."How's my white pussy doing after last night" He commented."Wanting more" I commented with a. " So after she and her husband had a couple of drinks, I asked her husband if I can dance with her. See, that did two things. First, it established me in his mind as a nice guy, someone he didn't have to worry about. Second, she thought I'm a gentleman. He said sure. He was not wild about the idea, but he didn't want to feel like he was overreacting because then she would have got upset. Its the old 'Don't you TRUST me' idea."So then I was dancing with her. I had already found out her name and.