After high school, I attended a state school that offered the classic college experience. I decided to rush a sorority that had a reputation for being full of “jersey-chasers” - girls that try to fuck athletes.
Let me be the first to tell you that whatever you might imagine happen about what goes on, on college campuses, between white sorority girls and black athletes PALES in comparison to what actually happens.
I had many wonderful experience during this time period, and I definitely am planning to write a collection of short stories about these years. I had a few different college boyfriends, all black. The sex was playful and hot as fuck, but none of them included the kind of romance I had with my high school sweetheart. But that all changed one summer when I went to New York to study for the summer.
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Confessions #1: How It Started
One of the most commonly asked questions on here is how did I get involved with black men.
I highschool, my hips, thighs and butt became very big, much bigger than they are now. In my senior year this became especially pronounced when I began weight training. Around that time, the black guys became very interested in me. My new body combined with me being seen hanging out with black guys intimidated the white boys. Shortly after my 18th birthday, I started dating my first black boyfriend.
I lived in conservative upper-middle class part of the South; this was a few years before the world watched Kim Kardashian get fucked by Ray Jay. At the time interracial dating was still quite taboo and I was the only girl in my high school with a black boyfriend. Many of my white girlfriends stopped talking to me when I started dating him.
The sex was unlike anything I had experienced with my first (white) boyfriend. Mind blowing doesn’t even begin to describe it. I was amazed by his lack of jealousy, how he was willing to share me with his friends. After graduation we went to different schools and ended things on good terms, but my journey with black men had only just begun.
Eventually I plan to discuss my high school experiences in much greater detail. Let me know if y’all enjoyed this post and if you’re interested to hear more!
