I was visiting my son at college. He was living in a small house, off of campus, with you his football teammate. Over the last two months it seemed like you were all he talked about. Despite very different upbringings (yours in a rough dangerous neighborhood and his in quiet suburban America) the two of you had become close friends, almost like brothers.

It was Friday night, and I was flying home Sunday. My son and I were supposed to spend some time together, but he got sick, and I was planning to just stay in and watch some Netflix.

But you told me you felt bad that I’d be all by myself and that I join you and some friends at a bar. I smiled, softly, thankful for your invite but telling you I didn’t have anything to wear. Besides, I’m a bbw curvy woman in my 40’s, I don’t dress for bars or clubs anymore.

You called up a female friend of yours, a curvy Latin student named Ariana, and had her bring some clothes for me to try on. In the end I settled on a pair of red heels, tight blue jeans and a black tank top.

You, me, Ariana, Tanya (a black female student), and Shawn, Tanya’s boyfriend, drove to the club together, with the women sitting in the back, taking shots of vodka, me letting loose for the first time in decades it felt.

At the club we were escorted to a private roped off area…and that is where the fun should begin:)

As I said I’m a curvy BBW suburban mom looking to be used by a strong black man, or men. I want to be convinced to cheat on my husband. To feel wanted, when I’ve felt un-attractive for such a long time. To feel desired.

But I want it to turn dark. I don’t know I’m being filmed while squatting in the parking lot, sucking your BBC. I don’t know I’m being filmed in the SUV, being fucked in my ass. I don’t know there’s more men waiting for me…

Do you think you can be that mean, rough, degrading and dominant BBC I don’t know I need in my life? :)

Limits are underage, incest, scat and blood