I suppose it would be fair to say that I asked for it. It wasn't as if I hadn't been given an early warning, but still, it came as a surprise.
I met Mary Beth at the beginning of our junior year at college. Even though she was not the kind of girl I was normally attracted to there was just something about her that drew me to her. The girls I normally fell for were tall, trim athletic typed and Mary Beth was just the opposite of that. Barely over five feet she weighed 130 lbs. and was what some might call 'chubby' while others might say voluptuous. She had a small waist, a large ass (her sorority sisters called her 'bubble butt') and an abundance of tits. When I bought her a medium sized sweatshirt she laughed at me, "Honey, no way is a medium going to go over these 40DDs." Mary Beth and I had the same Managerial Economics class and we were thrown together on a class project. Three weeks into the project I asked her out, she accepted, one thing led to another and soon we were a steady couple. After two months of dating I tried to get into Mary Beth's pants and was slapped down.
"Not a chance honey, this little girl is going to walk down the aisle as a virgin."
Mary Beth had nothing against sex play; she just was not going to go all the way. She gave me hand jobs, let me finger fuck her, but that was all. After nine months of dating I proposed, Mary Beth accepted and we set a wedding date for shortly after graduation.
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I wasn't the only one attracted to Mary Beth. She had the kind of figure that for some reason turned on black men and they swarmed around Mary Beth. Mary Beth was a flirt by nature and she sucked up the attention, but was quick to flash her engagement ring and say she was spoken for if a guy got a little too forward. Three months before graduation Mary Beth attended a party without me. I had gone home for a family emergency and she wanted to get out of the apartment. She drank, danced and had a good time, but by the end of the party she had taken on a little too much booze and the host of the party took her car keys away from here and set her up with a ride home. The guy was a black man who was on the football team and he was also one of the blacks who had been sniffing around her. He drove to the local lover's lane and when Mary Beth asked what they were doing there he said, "You'll see and he got out of the car and went around and opened the trunk. When he came back he had a picnic cooler with him and he set it on the back seat and then took out a beer and handed it to Mary Beth.
"I don't believe you are as smashed as Paul thought. Let's just sit here, sip some suds and talk. What are you studying, what are your goals in life, and where do you plan on being in two years?"
The two of them sat, talked and drank beer for an hour and then the guy said, "You know, this is weird. I've never been here before and not made out. Let me ask you something. Have you ever been kissed by a black man?"
"No, I never have" said Mary Beth.
"Have you ever thought about it?"
"No, I can't say that I have."
"Would you like to give me a kiss and see what it is like and at the same time help me keep my string unbroken?"
"I can't do that, I'm engaged to be married."
"I know that you aren't the kind of girl who would do something like that after you take your vows, but I think you owe it to yourself to see if there is a difference between a black kisser and a white one. Come on, take a chance, be bold for once in your life."
Mary Beth chugged her beer, dropped the empty on the floor with the rest of the empties and got another beer from the cooler. She took a sip of it, cocked and eye at the guy and then said, "Why not?" That kiss led to a thirty-minute make out session that got Mary Beth all hot and bothered. She finally pushed the guy away from her and said that they needed to be going. "Okay, but first, one more thing. Have you ever seen a black cock?"
"No, never."
"Have you seen many white ones?"
"Only my boyfriends."
"Don't you have any curiosity about how they might be different?"
"Some I guess."
"Can I show you mine?"
"We'd better go."
"What are you afraid of. If I were going try and seduce you I would have had my hand up your skirt while we were swapping tongues. No, this is just a curiosity thing with me. It is a 'you show me yours and I'll show you mine' thing. Come on, you can do it."
"No, I will not take off my panties and show you mine."
"That's not what I want to see. I'm fascinated by your breasts and if you will show them to me I'll show you my cock."
"I can't do that."
"Sure you can. Just take off your blouse. Your bra probably covers more than the bikini top of your bathing suit so you won't be showing me any more than some guys who have seen you at the beach got to see."
Mary Beth thought about that for several seconds and then she put down her beer and took off her blouse. The guy whistled approvingly and then he took out his cock. Mary Beth stared at it and the guy said, "See much difference?"
"The head is a little fatter, but outside of the color it looks the same as my boyfriends."