He couldn't resist anymore. This sweet innocent thing, all of it his. And he was going to enjoy her.She bent more, hands nearly at the floor, legs sli...htly spread. She could feel herself shiver as he devoured her with his eyes. So vulnerable and exposed, with a man she didn't want.'Spread your ass' He growled again.'W-what?''Spread those ass cheeks between your hands. I want to see you'. He growled again, almost spitting the words out to her. Her stomach tied in knots as she reached around,. She looked through the numbers of some guys she’d been fucking. Most were decent fucks but she wanted to be used hard.She took some pics of herself naked and sent them to a couple of her fuck buddies. With the message that she needed to be used like a whore. She lay on her bed waiting for a reply her fingers again started to play with her pussy.It wasn’t long before she got a reply. It said “I’ll be right over”She smiled then noticed the name on the number it was her son’s former friend he was. The orgasm that I had with black men and the feeling of submissiveness drove me crazy. I wanted more. I wanted to a black man's bitch. I was already lurking on Craigslist looking for black men. But, as time went by, I was craving for more. I was regularly watching interracial porn and enjoying anal masturbation. I was lying to myself back then by thinking it was a phase. In hindsight, I was looking to be a black cock slut. I was jealous of some girls that I knew that had either black boyfriends. It was a big relief, then, when I got a long email from him about two months after school started. It turns out that the neighbor who’d seen us kissing the last time I saw Jason had knocked on his door a couple of nights later and introduced himself. His name was Jose. He asked Jason out for a drink, and while they were talking he said he’d seen us kissing that night. Jason wrote that he’d been embarrassed at first, but Jose had said, “If it doesn’t work out with that other guy” -- meaning me.