Hello guest! (Level: guest) Log in

You can change the width of the story text shown below:
Use how much percent of the screen width?

[ default ] [ 10% ] [ 20% ] [ 30% ] [ 40% ] [ 50% ] [ 60% ] [ 70% ] [ 80% ] [ 90% ] [ 100% ]

Options: Plain text or PDF (fanclub only!) version  |  Mark story  |  Mark author

Don't forget to vote for this story, in the yellow voting box below the story!

I didn't even know his name at first. He was the first black man I had ever seen on stage, and for some reason I was drawn to him. I'm not racist, I pride myself on that. Never having been exposed to any diversity, I know a good deal about it. But I had never seen anyone that looked like him, really, never mind anyone talking about sex blatantly in front of hundreds of people. I was at my freshman orientation in June, and everything was new to me. I felt like I stepped into a different planet. The entire weekend was crammed with information that I guess I was supposed to remember when I got back in the fall. But to be honest, I didn't remember much of the information I got when they sat us down and told us about classes and where to live on campus. What I did remember, though, from the entire weekend, was his smile. I felt a connection to the subject matter of the theater troupe we saw. I knew about the lack of realistic sex education in high schools, and I thought about how great the Not Ready for Bedtime Players program was. The troupe does hour and a half long hilarious shows about sex education. I'm a part of that troupe now, and I can't even recall what skits they did for us incoming freshman.

I remember him. Who later got a name, once I found him in my bright blue program. Silk. I remember thinking that it was pretty ironic. I had never met a black person, and even though the entire group seemed completely approachable, I knew I wouldn't have been able to just go and introduce myself. Not only would I be shaking, but I thought he'd see me as some stupid freshman girl, probably exactly like the rest of ...

This story is part of the EroticStories.com FanClub archive. Therefore, you can only see the first few lines. If you want to see the rest, you can join the FanClub. All stories that have the small 'a' (this icon: ) behind the title are part of this archive and only available to members of the EroticStories FanClub. Stories that were posted in the last 60 days are NOT part of the fanclub, so you can fully read those. The easiest way to get to those stories is to check the new stories list or the top stories list.

stories in "one-on-one"   |   all stories by "patti_cakes"