I'm Kirsten. A 27 year old redhead who is trying to get back into exploring the boundaries of her sexuality since taking a new job in a town 600 miles away. I'm 5'3", 125 pounds, and I have a nice figure. Well toned, thanks to a lot of working out, and fairly nice up top: 32C. Attractive, maybe even cute without being cutesy. More athletic than Victorias Secret I guess.
My first trip to the Adult Super Center (see The Viewing Room) was pretty intense, and it really broke me out of my depression and self pity. My desire to continue with my sexual explorations was once again a large focus in my life, and while I fully intended to return to the ABS on a busier evening, I decided to spread out my adventures there for a number of reasons. However, that left me with needing another avenue to fulfill my more pressing sexual needs.
When I first started my explorations, I had used Craigslist once to hook up with an african-american guy on a business trip. After that, I guess I was lucky enough to stumble into situations without looking at online ads. But now I was desperate, and I needed something to help jumpstart my luck.
I decided not to post my own ad for several reasons, which left the option of responding to one of the ads already posted. I looked though m4f, m4mw, and mm4w ads, quickly finding that the postings were most interesting in the latter two areas.
After a couple fruitless nights of searching, just before I was getting ready to go to bed, I ran across this ad in the mm4w section:
Nothing Stops a Train
:2 Clean professional Black Friends in the area this weekend for work..25 and 31.. we are looking to play with clean freaky female who is attractive by most standards - no unkempt or crazy women need reply. respond with pic, full description, and contact info... college chicks and subs to the front of the line but sexy will win also... looking for tonight
The pictures accompanying the ad showed two pretty well endowed guys really caught my eye. In the past, interracial encounters were among some of my hottest sexual adventures, and I was totally interested in further explorations along that line. I definitely wasn't a college chick anymore, but I thought I met the sexy criteria. Also, I confess that I do tend to get off on being submissive as long as it's not too disrespectful.
I moved the cursor over the reply button and hesitated. Looking at the pictures a little more intently, the warm feeling spreading from my groin through the rest of my body directed my action. Guys, you aren't the only ones whose decisions are guided by what's between your legs!
Choosing my email I had set up for just this purpose, I typed out the following reply:
:I saw your ad and thought I would reply. I am 27, so maybe older than you are looking for. But I'm fun, attractive, sexy, and not crazy! I'm also more sub than not. More so with the right guys. I'll let the pics speak for themselves for my physical description. And know I am too late for tonight, but I am generally free. Let me know if any of this interests you.
With the reply, I sent two pictures that I had taken earlier in the week with the expectation of responding to ads. The first was a full body shot of me naked standing with my feet crossed one in front of the other, pressing up on my toes like a dancer. My arms were raised high above my head with my hands pressed together. I stretched back to accentuate my chest. My head was hanging down with my hair covering my face. It took a while to get the whole thing right just using the timer on the camera! The second picture was shot from behind, as if the viewer was kneeling behind me. I am on my hands and knees. My back is arched, and I'm looking back over my right shoulder. Again, I covered my face with my hair.
I loaded the pics, hit send, and turned in for the night.
The next morning, I had a reply from the train guys.
:Tx for ur response. If this is real, we want to voice verify. In town through the weekend. Let us know.
Nervous about taking the final plunge, and sure I didn't want to give out my personal cell number, I decided to hold off on responding until I had figured something out. By the time I got to work that morning, I had solved my problem. At lunch I went to Best Buy and purchased a pre-paid phone and a card with more than enough minutes. Then I fired up my laptop as I sat in the parking lot, and I sent off my response.
:Very real and very serious. Interested in a meet this evening after work? Check each other out and see where it goes?
I included the name of a local brewery along with my new cell number, and hit send. As I was pulling into the parking lot back at work just a few minutes later, my phone rang.
"Hello?"
"Hey. Serious about getting on board?" His voice was rich and smooth with just a hint of maybe an island accent.
I grinned to myself, and took the bull by the horns. "100% if you guys are interested in meeting later."
He laughed before assuring me that they were VERY interested if I was the real deal.
"Let's meet maybe around 8:00 at the Brewery I mentioned and you can find out." I bit my lower lip as I nervously waited for his reply.
"We'll be there."
It was hard to stay focused on work as I kept thinking about the pictures from their ad. They both had good sized cocks, and the thought of being spit roasted between them was making me wet. Finally, I just asked my supervisor if I could leave early. I headed back to my apartment to shower and get dressed while carefully avoiding any self pleasuring. It was torture, but I wanted to be really primed and ready if the guys were as cool and everything worked out.
It was a nice warm evening, so I wore what my past FWB called my Laura Croft Tomb Raider outfit. Tan cargo shorts - not tight, but not too baggy, an olive colored sleeveless tee shirt, and my lightweight hikers. I went braless and commando just because it always felt so sexy and naughty being out in public like that. I pulled back my hair into a ponytail leaving just a few wisps of hair left loose. I checked myself out in the mirror, and liked what I saw. Adventurous, sexy, confident, playful. Perfect.
I walked in early, only to find they had already arrived. At least I was pretty sure it was them as they were the only two black guys at the bar. One of them raised his hand in greeting, and I walked over.
"Kirsten?" They both got up, and I tilted back my head to look up at them. I'm 5'2", they were each a foot taller (6" and 6" as they told me later).
My greeter reached out and engulfed my pale white hand in his huge dark one. "I'm Edward. This is Thomas. We were just debating whether or not you were going to show."
"Surprise." I managed to croak out. I was honestly a bit overwhelmed. I knew they were well endowed, but the pictures only showed their dicks. I didn't know they were very handsome, VERY in shape guys. Without any further fantasizing needed, my nipples began to get stiff.
I blushed as I brushed a wisp of hair out of my face.
We ordered drinks and got to know each other through some general small talk. We were on our third drink, and the flirting had moved up a notch, when the guys suggested we move to a room that had just emptied out across from the bar. It was a separate space, just big enough for a couple sofas facing each other and a table between them. I sat on one sofa, and the guys took the other.
