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Allyson’s first BBC

College girl gets exactly what she needed

Allyson’s college summer job was data entry. It was mindless and boring but at least she wasn’t waiting on customers or dealing with the general public. She was also able to listen to music without it interfering with her duties, which helped pass the time. She’d met a friend there named Katie who was college age but not a student like her. Katie doesn’t factor too much into this story except that it was her that suggested they go out for dinner and drinks that Friday night. Allyson was single for the last 3 months and most of her friends were home for the summer, so she was looking forward to it.

After dinner, they wound up at a townie bar. Allyson didn’t mind too much, even though the college bars in the summer are not very crowded. But she liked the change of scene and they had a good time. She was dressed casually in tan shorts and a creme tank top. They interacted with a few non-students, though there was definitely some university students there, too.

One guy who made them both laugh and didn’t come off like he was trying to pick them up was a guy named Michael. He was 28 years old, about 6’0 tall, thin, and black. He worked for a local HVAC company, he told him, and later let it slip that he’d done some time in prison after getting caught with some weed. Katie flirted a bit with him, but he played it cool. When the girls decided to call it a night, Katie went to use the restroom. That’s when Michael asked Allyson for her telephone number.

The question shocked her, as she hadn’t been getting that vibe from him. She was an open-minded girl who had no objections to interracial dating, but it was not something she had been faced with. While his age both concerned and intrigued her, he was an ex-con. She didn’t have any issues with pot, but what if that wasn’t the reason he’s gone to jail?

She thanked him but said she was still hurting from a breakup and wasn’t interested in going out with anybody at that time. He graciously accepted her answer and said, “Maybe some other time then?”

Katie had returned by then and after quick hugs, they left. Allyson didn’t mention Michael asking her out when they were recapping the evening. But she kept thinking about him and questioned whether she was being stuck up because of his record. After she dropped Katie off, she decided to drop by the bar again to accept Michael’s invitation. He was very nice and had a great smile after all.

After she parked and walked to the entrance, she noticed Michael walking by himself down the street.

“Michael! MICHAEL!”

He stopped and broke into a big smile when he saw her. They began walking towards each other.

“Hey, what’s up, Allyson?”

“I wanted to apologize,” she began. “What I said is all true, but I used it as an excuse because I was a bit freaked out that you had been in prison. If the offer still stands, I’d be happy to go out with you.”

He looked at her for a minute before laughing and said, “Ha and I thought it was because you didn’t date brothers.”

“Oh no. Nothing like that! I haven’t gone out with a black guy before but I don’t have any problems with it. Otherwise I wouldn’t have come back to find you.”

“Cool. Well, the pot thing was stupid. I’d bought extra for my buddies, using their own money. The cops said I was trying to deal. I wouldn’t snitch on my source so I served 8 months. I wouldn’t say it set me on the straight and narrow, because I wasn’t into a lot of trouble then. But it definitely showed me where I didn’t want to wind up. So I did my time and a friend of my family helped me get hired.”

It sounded to her like Michael had had to tell that story over and over.

“Thank you for telling me that. Again, I’m really sorry about that. I’m glad you’re not offended. So we should get each other’s numbers.”

They exchanged phone numbers and stood there awkwardly.

“Well, I’ll give you a call this week, Allyson. I’m going to head home now. Have a good weekend.”

“Thanks …. Are you walking home?”

“Yeah my car is in the shop right now.”

“Can I give you a ride?”

That smile again. “Yeah that’d be great. Thank you.”

They made more small talk on the drive to Michael’s apartment. She caught him checking out her breasts, which were accentuated by the seatbelt tight between them. It gave her a little thrill. She snuck a peak at his crotch but was disappointed that his shorts were too baggy to show anything. She couldn’t help from picturing big black cocks in her mind then, which caused her pussy to start to feel very warm.

She pulled into Michael’s complex and he directed her to an open spot in front of his building.

“Thank you for the lift home. Um, I was going to catch a buzz and order a pizza. You are welcome to come up and hang, if you’d like. I’ll promise to be on my best behavior.”

Still a bit flush from her speculation about his penis, Allyson said, “Sure. But only if you promise to be only oh your ‘good’ behavior.”

“Ha – you got that, girl. C’mon.”

He followed her up the stairs to his second floor apartment. She didn’t have wide hips but her ass had great curves and he liked seeing her panty lines through the fabric as it was pulled tight by her wakling up the steps. For her part, Allyson played up the sway in her walk as she was sure he was checking her ass out.

Inside his apartment, Michael gave her a beer, opened one for himself, and ordered the pizza. Allyson looked around his TV room and liked that it was kept clean. Nothing was worse than a new guy having a dirty apartment or smelly bedding. When he joined her on her couch, he held up a joint. Allyson nodded.

“This is strong shit, so go easy on it. It’s a nice mellow buzz. No anxiety.”

Allyson immediately felt a lightness after two hits. She waved off any more.

“Michael, let’s get this out of the way. I won’t be sleeping with you tonight. I hope you’re ok with that.”

He put his hand on hers. “That is not a problem. I’m just enjoying the company and your beauty. I don’t take what’s not offered, baby.”

Good answer, Allyson thought. “Thank you. And right now I’m offering you to kiss me.”

Michael leaned over and put his hand on her face. It tenderly drew her closely. Right before their lips touched, she inhaled his ethnic scent. Every synapse in her brain lit up as she felt his large lips cover hers. Their lips moved over each other and then her tongue parted them.

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