I didn't want to so I told him it needs to be before sunset, in a public place and I need to bring my cousin with me. He didn't seem to be bothered; instead he asked me if my cousin was fine like me, I rolled my eyes. The day of the date we went for some coffee. The minute he sat down he began to talk about subjects he never talked with me. He started talking about cartoons and rappers with my cousin. He spent more time talking to my cousin than me. He made her laugh, I felt relieved and annoyed. By the time we were done he walked us to my car. He gave my cousin a kiss on the cheek and then asked me if I enjoyed our date. I said to him that he spent most of the time talking to my cousin. "OH shit, Blanca is jealous!". I was not jealous so I said no. He then hugged me and told me he won't let me go until I admit it. He's a tall guy so my face was pressed against his hard chest. I felt uncomfortable but instead of getting mad I laughed. He said come on just say it. "Fine, I'm jealous now let me go". He said that he only wanted me and still didn't let me go. People were passing by, I knew I could have screamed for help but I didn't want to cause a scene and then be lectured by my cousin as to why I agreed to date this guy. Didn’t want her to think that I was going through a crisis. My cousin was already surprised that I even agreed to go out on a date with a black guy to begin with. I felt that if I hugged him back then he could let me go. He then grabbed my ass and squeezed it while he gave me a kiss. He walked away, on the way home my cousin asked me on why, how and when I began to feel interested in black guys. I told her that it was through a mutual friend but that I wasn’t fond of the idea. My friend said that he's funny but too ugly and ghetto for me. Not that he was ugly but his features were not features that we were into but he was tall and had a nice body.
But something happened one night when I went out with my friends to a bar with a patio. It was a bar with light restrictions but they were flexible with the restrictions. They allowed us to dance once most of the people in the bar started to leave. I had posted some stories on my IG with the place. When all of sudden my ex, a guy known to be a player, a machista that was possessive arrived with two of his cousins. I didn't want to talk to him but I did want to make him realize what he lost. I was dancing with my friends but I realized that most of the guys were too shy to ask us or too ugly. That's when Maurice the black guy showed up with his friends. He went straight to me, his friends were black but some were light skin, two were Latinos and one was polynesian. They began to try to dance with my friends. Maurice looked different, he had a hair cut, was dressed in a nice shirt, smelled good and had some nice earrings with a nice after shaved. I teased him away trying to let him know I didn't want to dance with him. I knew I looked good, I was wearing black tight pants with a white tie front long sleeve ruched crop top. I had my hair down on the side. I didn't want to dance with Maurice but I was less interested in having my night ruined by my ex. So when Maurice got behind me, pressed his crotch behind and placed his hands on my stomach. I began to grind with him. I went down, had my hands against the wall or on my lap, face down while I pushed my ass on Maurice. My friends were shocked at me, I'm also not a drinker but after seeing my ex I drank two shots to calm down. My ex was mad so he got close to me and tried to talk to me. I said I didn't want to talk and it looked like Maurice wanted to fight. My friends tried to calm him down and his cousins told him to relax. We left the bar and my ex walked towards me. I didn't want him around so I called for Maurice and gave him a kiss in front of my ex. My ex called me a "puta" and tried to punch Maurice but Maurice threw a fast punch that put my ex on the floor. My ex is stocky but only 5’9 while Maurice is 6’3 and toned. My ex was then pulled away by some of my friends and his cousins. Maurice then walked me to his car and said that he will take me home. I didn't want this black guy to take me home or for me to drive him to his hood so we agreed to get a hotel room with my friends. I texted my friends the address. Maurice had other plans however so he rented two rooms next to each other just in case. I wasn’t drunk but I felt a little buzz. In the hotel lobby, Maurice was getting touchy with me. Since my ex wasn’t around I didn’t need him anymore so I kept pushing away saying stop. We were waiting by the lobby for my friends to arrive when all of sudden we looked outside and my ex was there with some guys. Maurice wanted to fight him but I didn’t want no drama and part of me didn't want my ex to get hurt. I told Maurice to let it go and instead I’ll give him another kiss. No one was watching and I didn’t want the staff to notice otherwise the plans could have gotten ruined. Maurice said how bout If I flash him instead since I saw his dick. I got mad and cussed him out. I decided to get to my senses and felt like perhaps it was best to go with my ex. I took a few steps heading towards the door when Maurice pulled my arm and pin me on my back against a table there. “I’ll suck on these titties then”, that’s all I heard Maurice say before he began to kiss my cleavage. So many thoughts came through my mind but the logical one which screamed was not one of them. I tilt my head back and roll my eyes slightly back to find my ex standing there dumbfounded there behind the glass doors while he witnessed this strange black guy kiss the breasts of his sweet ex. I had a devious thought and pursed my lips together with a grin. I could only imagine the view he got. Seeing the top of the head of this black guy in between the two mountain breasts he once loved. Me and Maurice didn’t stay there for long before we got up fast once we heard the sound of our friends approaching. My ex however was now being convinced by his friends to leave saying stuff like, “Ella no te combiene wey”. When my friends got there we went to the room. It was a spacious room where we played music and drank. I’m not a drinker so I was drinking water to sober down but I was keeping my eyes on Maurice while he cracked jokes to the guests. I then whispered to Maurice that if I can use the other room to take a nap. He smiled and said yea and opened the door for me. There was no need to resist, I was already turned on by Maurice. As soon as we got into the room he kissed me and then we made out while I helped Maurice take off his shirt revealing his hard pecs and abs. He began to kiss my neck and my tits. I pushed him to the bed and undid his pants while I took my pants down. I grabbed his long thick hard cock and began to stroke it before I put it in my mouth. I licked it the first two times and then sucked the tip until I felt ready to go down all the way. I was bobbing my head up and down attempting to reach this dick in my throat. I had saliva dripping down on his dick. I licked my hand and began to wet my pussy. Maurice saw this and pulled me up and kissed me. He began to tease my pussy with his dick. I told him I was scared of his size and to be careful. So he pulled me up and placed my pussy on his face. I began to cum while I grabbed tight to the headboard. He pulled me down and pushed his 10 in cock in my pussy. It was so big that I didn't think it would fit but I was so wet that I began to go half way. Before you know it I was bouncing up and down while I took my crop top off. He squeezed my ass and then my boobs while he pressed them together to suck on my nipples. My long hair was going all over the place which I often had to toss it back to keep it away from my face. I moaned and a few times put my hand over my mouth in order for our friends to not hear me in the other room. I collapsed on his body and he kept going until he came. I passed out next to him for about 2 hours before he woke me up when he grabbed my hips to get behind me. He was fucking me doggy style. I didn't really like doggy style at first because it hurt me and this was no better in fact it was worse but I did enjoy riding him. I also didn’t like that he pulled my hair and smacked my ass hard like two times. I screeched and then grabbed my mouth fast. We finished off, him on top of me. We had turned the lights off by now. He was now slow and gentle with his dicks still inside of me. We touched, caressed and kissed while he moved rhythmically inside of me. I wrapped my arms around his neck while I kissed him. Suddenly he asked me. “So are black guys better?”. I stopped for a bit second and with some hesitation I said back with a smile, “Definitely”. Then I grabbed his head and pushed his face on my breasts until we fell asleep.