Where To Begin My Story pt 1

Going through some DVDs I found some of my early film adventures. This one is from a time of great fun and growth in my appetite for being nasty. I got to enjoy a time with most responsibilities done and the assets available to be free to chase fantasy and fetish.
So I begin where genie had already moved on in this journey. Renting a room above a sleazy bar with a well-deserved reputation as a gay/drag pickup bar was step one. Getting the room was a combination of kinky college and heaven……..
Always blond, totally smooth and hairless below the eyebrows, wearing pantyhose & heels, miniskirt & showing off cleavage. A bit of a buzz always seemed to push my kinky edges to new limits…….finding interesting company with the same urges became an interesting part of the adventures…..and before we go any further on my story, I was a bit younger and thinner back then – but not as kinky minded as I am now…..

My regular boyfriend at the time – yes I had moved on in my self-exploration to the enjoying a boyfriend level, enjoyed drinking and getting his cock sucked…….and a bit of watching a kinky scene and even filming it for my collection. Let’s just call him E. We had some good fun & mutual adventures. Since E; was a slightly prejudiced old white guy, I enjoyed having him help me prep and get ready to go downstairs to find a potential Black costar.

Yes, living in a nasty neighborhood where one gets a reputation fairly fast worked fine for me. My favorite weekend fun eventually became going to ghetto after bar parties but that is another story………..inviting kinky Black Men up to my place to party while my white boyfriend filmed is where we are now in my story.
A bit of leg & cleavage tease, some party fun to enhance the mood, and a bit of nasty direction took it from there. And girls, I must admit that being somewhat dominant for white boyfriends while becoming more and more sub for BBC strangers provides a special rush.

It did not take long for E to get being a great cameraman and helper. Making a fun evening or late night adventure come together became part of the adventure as well. Being a useful bitch-for-the-night to some strange strangers, usually Black Men on the down and out, got to be part of our mood preparations. Yes, I was still in need of immoral support back then…..lol
Yes, giving pleasure on camera to whomever somehow makes the taste of the kink even more delicious. Don’t you agree? Having E as a white boyfriend who enjoyed making it all happen and help on the filming made it fun for me to be a nastier sleaze on camera. Sucking Black Cock more often than white cock, except E’s. Yes, I was still E’s bitch after the Blacks were done with me for the night. Not easy to explain our relationship other than “kinky best friends for a minute”. I kind of drifted away to the darker parts of the dark side if you know what I mean..
These pics are still captures from some old SD footage.So many great memories flashed back at me while watching. Seeing a bit of smoke flow in front of the lens reminded me of my patient white boyfriend handling the camera. Tempting and teasing Blacks either inside the bar downstairs or another next door or even the Black Dudes out on the street in front…..yes, it was like I mentioned at the start…..a combination of kinky street college and heaven.

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