Sensual Betrayals

The day couldn't have been better for our little reunion. It had been a year since the four of us had last gotten together. It was the summer break after our first year in college and we decided to meet in a little coffee shop in town. There was Jill, my best friend of over a decade, Britney who we met two years later and Tonya who moved to our town 5 years ago. Through the rest of our days before we left for college, we were a foursome. Always together and as tight as four friends can be.

We were also the most popular girls in our class. Britney was our homecoming queen and was always considered the most beautiful girl in our class. With blond hair and a great figure, she was very popular with the boys. If we weren't hot ourselves, we might be jealous, but Tonya and myself were cheerleaders and always had boys chasing after us. Jill, my oldest and dearest friend was in my estimation the hottest. Some might say she was a little plump, but she was the cutest girl with the biggest titties and butt of the four of us. She was also the wildest and had the most boyfriends. Jill was the only one of us who was mostly raised in a single parent household. When her parents divorced years ago, Jill just lived with her mom. She was also the only one in the group who didn't have any siblings.

We all got to the coffee shop a few minutes apart from each other and as soon as one of us got through the door we hugged and laughed ourselves to tears. Tonya was there when I walked in, she looked so different and older in just a year. I swore she got taller and filled out a bit. She was a cutie with her long brown hair (with a great curl job) and was dressed so hot showing off her boobs that I swore were bigger than the last time I saw her.

She said I hadn't changed a bit with my shoulder length blond hair and said I was as curvaceous as always. I told her I was still a gym rat and even took up jogging. My new boyfriend in college loved my C-cup sized breast and said I had a butt you could bounce a quarter off of. If the cook wasn't already checking us out enough, when Brittney walked in, he was absolutely staring. As always, Brittney just looked hotter than the rest of us hands down. I have said a thousand times that she should have gone into modeling, she's just that hot.

When Jill walked in, we all could tell she was beaming, like she had some exciting news. The rest of us went to college out of town, Tonya went to a university out of state. Only Jill stayed home and went to the community college in town, it was the best her mom could afford on a nurse's salary. But after we all said our hellos and hugged, it was Jill who was bursting to tell us some news. Giddy with excitement, we huddled in the booth and asked what had her so happy.

"I've been dating Cedric Bell." She said with a squeal. We all looked at each other in shock and amazement.

"The basketball player?" Tonya asked.

"A black guy?!" Britney blurted.

"Yes!" Jill exclaimed.

"But...but why?" Britney said quickly.

"Oh my God, he's great." Jill answered. "He's funny and smart and oh my God..." She trailed off. We all looked at each other with bewildered eyes. "He's..." Jill looked around the shop and held up her hands about 12 inches apart.

"He's what?" I asked. I had no idea what she was meaning. Jill held them up again. We looked at each other, then Tonya gasped. "No way!" out loud. Jill just shook her head yes. I was bewildered.

"What?" I felt like I was dumb. Like a light bulb went off in her head, Britney said "Are you talking about his dick?" Jill nodded with a smile and then held up both of her hands in a circle about the width of a coke can.

"No way!" Tonya said again. This all sounded unbelievable to me. Jill was known to embellish stories, particularly about new boyfriends. She would tell us how great they were and how much they were in love and then cry on our shoulders weeks later after the bums would ditch her or cheat on her. What was really hard to believe was that she was trying to convince us that someone could have a dick that big. My boyfriend in college had the biggest one I had seen and his was maybe 6" and about as wide as two or three of my fingers.

As Jill continued, Britney and Tonya seemed to hang on her words of description about how big his thing was. I started to think about Cedric himself. In school he was a star basketball player and we all thought he might get a scholarship somewhere but at the start of our senior year he was busted for having pot in his locker. During his suspension he was arrested for something, the rumor was he stole money from his job and was in jail for a couple of months. Basically, he messed up his chances to go to college and was just hanging out here. As Jill was going on and on about how big Cedric was, I interrupted her by asking, "Does your mom approve of him?"

"She doesn't know, and I hope I can trust that none of you will say anything." She answered.

"Jill! I can't believe you!" I shot back. Now I'm not prejudice, but a black guy? And a criminal to boot? I was so disappointed in my friend at that moment. It was then that Britney said what I suppose we were all thinking.

"I couldn't date a black guy." She said. "My dad would disown me. Plus, I really don't think it's true what they said about black men."

"What do they say? I asked dumfounded, I didn't really know.

"That they have big ones, really big. Like humongous." She said.

"Oh, that's bullshit!" I exclaimed.

"Tammy!" Brittney said shocked, "You never cuss!" She was right, it wasn't like me, but this all sounded like a horrible prank, like they were all pulling a joke on me.

"Is that what this meant?", and I held up my hands like Jill was earlier, making a circle with both hands. Jill simply nodded with a devilish smile. "Your telling me his thing is that big around?!" She nodded again. "Oh, that's crap!" I said. Britney and Tonya just laughed and squealed on their side of the table.

"I hear they can go for a long time!" Tonya said with excitement. Then looked at the expression on my face and quickly followed up with, "But I wouldn't be with one either."

Britney then told Jill, "Sweetie, you're my good friend and all, but don't think you are ever going to bring Cedric Bell to my party Saturday night."

"Oh, so I'm not invited." Jill said with an insulted tone in her voice.

"No, you're invited. But I can't have a criminal in my house or a..." Britney looked around the shop, "...thug in my parent's house. I would rather have Lisa Haley at my party than him!" Lisa was last year's homecoming queen; she was in the class after us and had just graduated last month. She was also the girl that dated Britney's younger brother and hurt his feelings when she broke up with him a while back. Britney already disliked her but now she was her mortal enemy. She always had something bad to say about her, even though the rest of us never had anything against her.

"He's not a thug!" Jill shot back. "Your just jealous because I'm fucking a bigger cock than you!"

"Whatever!" Britney said coldly. A few months ago, Britney texted us all about an Italian guy she met at a sorority party. The next day she simply texted, "I think he is eight inches!" I have never given much thought about a man's size. I haven't seen many. Now all of this talk about black men having a large penis just sounds like some story, like how they can all can dance or rap.

I guess I should make a confession, when I was a senior, there was a black classmate of ours named Tre' Jackson. I never told anyone, not even Jill but I had a crush on him. He was so cool and could dance & sing. He was the starting quarterback of our football team. He was really cute, for a black guy and during the last month in school we kissed behind the cafeteria. He was the first boy I ever kissed, we made out for about ten minutes and then I got scared when I thought I heard someone and ran. I often think about that day. I didn't say hi to him for a long, long time. After that day, I avoided him because I was so scared of what my friends would say and mostly what my dad would think of me. I kept it to myself and just forgot about it. Jill's confession about Cedric has got me thinking about Tre'. I was startled out of my daydream with Brittney talking loudly.

"Jill, I love you and I want you to be happy, but dating a black guy is a huge mistake and actually doing it with him... what if you get pregnant?!"

"Yeah," Tonya chimed in. "You also know that black guys are notorious for cheating on their girlfriends."

"I don't care about that, I let him see other women." Jill said boldly.

"WHAT??!!" we all said in unison.

"Cedric, has been straight up and honest with me and told me he fucks other girls, he said his sex drive is too high for just one girl. I can only fuck him two or three times a week because I am so sore the next day." Tonya and Britney looked at each other and giggled. "It's true, and going down on him makes my jaw sore. I just can't hang with him, so I let him get some on the side."

"Jill, listen to you." I tell her. "This guy has you wrapped around his finger; you are blinded by something he has. I'm sure you really like him in bed, but nobody is THAT good."

"He is." Jill said assuredly. Suddenly Tonya jumped out of the booth.

"Well girls", she said. "It's been great seeing you again, but I can't listen to this anymore. I'm sorry Jill but I think you're making a mistake. I've said it and I won't say anymore. See you all later."

Britney also got out of the booth. "I have a party to get ready, Jill, please come but leave your boyfriend home."

I looked at Jill and gave her a hug. "Well kiddo," I said to her. "I love you, but I think you should quit seeing him. I know you think sex is important but I think you have been listening to all of these stereotypes and trying to project the truth. Nobody has a penis that big."

"It's true," Jill said as I was turning away. "And it's really great. You would love it; I know you Tammy, and I know you would love black cock if you tried it."

"I don't and I never will." I say coldly and I walked out of the coffee shop.

Three nights later, the worse thing happened between us. Jill showed up at Britney's party drunk, reeking of marijuana and with Cedric. The news of them quickly went through the party. Our school has been around 20% black and they usually keep to themselves and the white students do the same. We never had any interracial couples until Jill started seeing Cedric. Many of the boys acted disgusted and the girls acted aghast. When Britney saw Jill and Cedric, she blew up and cussed them out. Cedric cussed back and nearly got beat up when four or five guys escorted them out. Jill started crying and screaming "I thought we were friends!" Britney tried to tell her that she was high and that before she met Cedric, she never got messed up like that. It was true none of us ever got more than a little tipsy at parties and we never touched drugs. Jill screamed at me and Tonya for not leaving with her, as if we were abandoning her. I felt so bad but what was I going to do, let her drive me around drunk and high?

Two days later I called her cell phone, I only got her voice mail. I had to leave for a couple of weeks with my little brother and younger sister. It's been a tradition for several years that our folks drive us to our grandparents for the summer and leave us for a couple of weeks. Out of respect I always leave my cell phone and everyone knows that when I go to my grandparents for the summer I will be out of touch for a while.

When I got back, I had a ton of stuff to do for my next year of college. Because I was so busy, I only got to call Jill a couple of times. The first time I called Tonya, she told me that neither she or Britney had seen Jill while I was gone. She said she ran into Cedric once and told her to stay away from Jill. She said Cedric acted like a jerk and she called him an asshole.

Britney said the same thing, saying that she ran into Cedric as Wal-Mart and asked him to tell Jill to call, that she wanted to apologize and he was rude. She also said she tried to tell Cedrick she was sorry and he wouldn't hear of it. Britney said he called her a white bitch and that Jill was better off staying away from all of us.

Tonya, Britney and myself got together one last time before Tonya had to leave for her school the next day. I was due to leave in a few along with Britney. When we got to the subject of Jill, we all became quiet. Finally, Britney said that she made her own bed and would have to lie in it. She was willing to make amends but as long as she was with Cedric, she couldn't be friends with her. Tonya said that Jill was just going to end up with a lot of mixed babies with many different black men and that she had changed too much since school. I felt sad and decided I would try once more to reach her.

After we said our goodbyes, I called Jill. It was about 7:00 pm, she answered but sounded drunk. I asked where she was and she said she was home. I asked her if we could talk and she said sure, I told her I was on my way but I had to swing by my mom's work because I was using her Sienna minivan and had to give her a ride home from work. By the time I got to her house I saw Cedric sitting on her porch, smoking a cigarette and talking on his cell phone.

I pulled into the driveway and got out of the car. I had a rage building up in me and when I came up to the porch I asked bluntly, "Where's Jill?"

"In bed, asleep." Cedric said matter-of-factly.

"I need to talk to her."

"Well that's not gonna happen tonight." Cedric said.

"Why not?" I asked feeling a growing amount of concern.

"Because...she...is...asleep." He answered in a condescending way.

"I'm gonna wake her, I have to talk to her and you need to leave." I said in a huff.

"Well, you won't be able to wake her and I am trying to leave." Cedric informs me.

"Why can't I wake her? Whats wrong? Is she drunk?" My anger was really starting to show.

"Yeah, she had a joint and four shots of her mom's vodka she keeps in the kitchen." Cedric said in a cold manner.

"Why don't you just leave her alone!" I yelled, crying with tears in my eyes. "Why do you always get her high and drunk!"

"Well for one thing, I don't get her drunk, that's her choice. I don't even like alcohol. Second, if we want to get high, that's our business. Smoking pot helps her sleep and she needed to sleep; she's had a bad night."

"Whats wrong, what did you do to her?" I screamed

"Why is it something I did? Why do you bitches always think I am hurting her?"

"Bitches?! Wow, Tonya and Britney were right, your rude, crude and disrespectful. No wonder we don't like you!" I screamed back.

"Oh, so the rest of the Four Babes are going around saying I was disrespectful? Now that's a laugh, they are some lying back stabbing bit..."

"Don't you say it! Don't you dare call them that!" I had never been so angry in my life. I could have punched Cedric if I was a man. Cedric just stood there and took a deep breath. "Look, I need a ride home. Will you give me a ride home?"

"Why can't you call one of your friends to come and get you, you have a cell phone." I said while trying to collect myself as well.

"Because they are afraid to pick me up in a white neighborhood!" Cedric said defensively.

"Why is a white neighborhood dangerous?" It sounded like a dumb excuse.

"You try being a black man driving in a white neighborhood, the police don't like that." He said with pain in his voice.

"Ok, but I am going to check on Jill first." I go up to her room and see that she has been tucked in. A note by her bed reads "Sorry I couldn't stay with you, I know I can't be here when your mom gets home, but I'll call you tomorrow." C

It really sounded like a sweet letter, she looked peaceful and I felt like she was ok. When I got back outside after locking her doors, Cedric was standing by my mom's van. "I appreciate the ride; my car is still in the shop." He says to me.

"Yeah, yeah." I say coldly "So where do you live?"

"Jefferson St." He tells me. It's about twenty or thirty minutes depending on traffic and not in the best of neighborhoods. It's not ghetto, but I haven't been in that part of town many times.

As soon as we get into the vehicle, Cedric asks. "Why are you so mad at me? What did I ever do to you?"

Before I start the minivan, I turn to him and say in a rehearsed tone, "First you got Jill hooked on drugs and she never drank before she met you. Second, you have her all sexed up and convinced you are some kind of Casanova, convincing her that you have some special gift in your pants. You have taken her away her self-respect and she thinks she has to share you with other women. You have a criminal record, no future and will probably end up a drug dealer. Worse of all you are mean and hateful to my friends who are only trying to help Jill."

Cedric sat there quietly. I waited for a response, a minute passed and he still didn't say a word. I gave up waiting for a response and started the van, before I could put it in reverse, Cedric spoke. "You know of everything you said, you did get one thing right, I am some sort of Casanova, Jill knows it and she likes it. In fact, she likes that I sleep with other women and she not only condones it but wants it."

"Ohhhhh please," I say in the most sarcastic tone I could muster, along with a huge eye roll. "You are about as sexy as dirt. You think because you are black that everyone thinks you have a big penis and I bet you are lousy in bed, that's why you always keep Jill high and drunk."

"For the last time, I don't get Jill drunk. She drinks because she is in pain!"

"What kind of pain is she trying to drink away?" I say in a sarcastic tone again.

"Her father is dying of cancer!" Cedric's voice has a hint of sorrow and sympathy.

I am quiet. For a few seconds only the hum of my mother's minivan can be heard. "Are you lying?" I ask softly and sadly. Cedric shakes his head no. "Why haven't I heard this, why didn't Jill tell me?"

"Because you three girls never pick up the phone and call her. She felt abandoned by you three and the fact is you haven't really talked to her in a while. She found out a few weeks before we started seeing each other. Her father has terminal cancer, he has a few more weeks to live and she has been drinking to kill the pain. I give her some weed to help her sleep, because she cries in her sleep."

Cedric's words cut deep; I feel a tremendous amount of guilt for what he said. I just didn't know. I look his way and say softly. "I'm sorry, I didn't know."

"Oh, and as far as being mean to your friends, they ain't quite as innocent as you want to believe they are." Now I'm back to feeling mad, he had me for a minute but any amount of sympathy I had just left.

"You lie!" I yell.

"And about my famous criminal record and getting kicked out of school, yeah I smoke pot. In some states its legal and ok, here it's not but I have to lose everything just because I had a joint in my back pack? Once lousy joint? And no, I didn't steal that money, when the real thief was caught, they let me loose, but did everyone hear about that? No!" I put the car in reverse and start to drive. We are both quiet for about five minutes until I finally speak.

"Ok, I'm sorry. Maybe I misjudged you on some things and said some things I shouldn't, but I know Jill is making up stuff because she is in pain and I know you have been horrible to Tonya and Britney."

"What is Jill making up?"

"She's says your thing is this big!" I say holding my hands up like Jill did at the coffee shop. Cedric starts to laugh out loud. "And she claims you are like this thick!" Once again, I mimic her demonstration.