My first summer back home from college had come to an end and to say the least it was a great summer, but I was excited to be back at school and see what new adventures I could find myself into during my second year of college.
My best friend from school Ashley and I found ourselves an apartment together near campus, which couldn't be any better because we always have a great time together and also have so much in common.
The first night in our new apartment we bought ourselves a couple bottles of wine and had ourselves a typical girls night to break in the new apartment. After our first glass of wine Ashley pulls out her stash weed and her bong.
Ashley put the bong to her waiting lips and took a really deep hit and blew it out shortly after. It was my turn next, Ashley handed me the bong and I did the same. We both did a few rips each and we became pretty high.
Stoned out her mind Ashley asks "So how many boys you sleep with over summer?"
I grabbed the pack of Marlboro Lights, pull one out and light it. "I only slept with Jordan over summer" with smoke trickling out of my mouth and then I blew out the rest of the smoke. "But I have been messaging a cute guy on Facebook for the past couple of weeks."
Ashley grabs the pack of Marlboro Lights and asked me about him.
I reply "His name is Marcus, he's cute and he works out. He's very sexually outspoken, which is such a turn on for me."
"Is he black?" Ashley asked.
"Obviously" I quickly answered back.
Ashley then blurts out "Then fuck him you might learn something."
"I know plenty" I responded Sarcastically.
Ashley answers back "We both know that" as we both laughed high out of our minds.
That night Ashley and I were pretty stoned and went to bed early. While I was laying down I began to think about Marcus and the sexual things he keeps telling me. He seems to be a player who could pursued me into anything. I put my hand down my pants and started rubbing my vagina thinking about how I'm going to soon be putting his black dick deep down my throat. The bigger and blacker I imagined it to be the harder I rubbed. After around 3 minutes of rubbing and fantasizing I came so hard all over my sheets.
The next day around noon Marcus messaged me and we made plans for him to come over to my apartment later in the day when I would be done with all of my daily activities.
I came home around 6 in the afternoon and took a shower to clean up for my date with Marcus. After my shower I laid down in my bed in order to get some relaxation before my work out with Marcus. Anticipating my date tonight I soon had an urge for a cigarette. I grabbed my pack of my Marlboro lights, pulled out a cigarette, and headed to the back porch. I put the cigarette in my mouth and put the flame to the tip end of the cigarette. I then took a deep drag and exhaled a long stream of smoke. After a couple drags of my cigarette I received a call from my mother.
"Hello Mom, what's going on?" I asked.
My mother replies "O nothing just on the back deck smoking a cigarette. So, I thought I'd give you a call and see how you're doing?"
My mother and I tell each other everything and she is aware I often have boyfriends. Therefore, it's no surprise there is a boy coming over. My mother knows I've been with a black guy before, but I wanted to throw it out there so she could get use to the fact I date mostly black men.
