"Wow, you must be a very bad kisser", Miranda says while finally laughing.You feel offended so you answer: "Atleast I've kissed someone before, not li...e you! You must be such a bad kisser that nobody even wants to try it!"Miranda stops to laugh and gets a sad expression on her face.You kinda realize that it was pretty rude to say something like that.After some seconds of silence she reaches forward with her head and kisses you.This is what you always wanted!Your tongue pushes against her mouth. The way i acted and dressed and my interests gave it all away. So the day I finally came out it was no surprise to them. They continued to treat me the same and so did my friends. The only thing that changed was my mom. The same year I came out, she bought me a dildo for my birthday. This was a real shocker but I accepted the gift and anxiously waited to use it. That night I was in my room and decided to try it out. I started by giving it a blowjob to lube it up. Then I slowly began to push. Then I got the surprise of my life when the back of her hand brushed over my groin."You naughty boy," she said. "Am I to blame for that?"I was completely speechless as I felt Katie's palm stroke my stomach. She then moved her hand lower and gently squeezed my erection through my shorts. As she did this our mouths met and I felt the tip of Katie's tongue run over my top lip. My heart was racing and not just because of Katie. We were a matter of yards from her husband and what if Simon comes. Anger and hate consumed you – and you took a sadistic revenge. One day when they came home after work, laughing and cuddling, you were waiting in the house; at gun point, you made them both strip naked, and then you forced your former girlfriend to tie the white bitch spread-eagled on the bed in which they fucked each other. Despite her pleas and sobs, you made the black babe lash her white lover across the breasts, stomach and legs – and up between the legs, right on her cunt – with a whip.