Back when I was a teenager, my younger sister received a clothing catalog (Benetton) in the mail one day. I happened to see it on the kitchen table and decided to take a quick look (there were pretty and preppy white girls for me look at!) when I came across this one picture of a cute blonde wearing shorts and being held up and cradled in the arms of a dark skinned black guy. It immediately intrigued me to see this pretty young white girl in the arms of a black guy! I was mesmerized by those black hands around her waist and especially touching her tanned and sexy thighs! I knew that I wanted to look without other people around so I absconded with the catalog to my room, where I lingered on how this picture made me feel. I felt guilty because I thought my sister was going to wonder where the catalog went and I would be found out! I just knew that she (and my mom) were going to know somehow that it was this picture that I was looking at, such is the thinking of a teenage boy discovering sexuality. Still, my arousal was more powerful and of course, I masturbated to this innocent photo with not so innocent thoughts driving me to sexual release. Afterward, I feel guilty and I had to sneak the catalog back without anyone knowing what I had done! But in the days that followed, I found that I kept looking for the catalog in my sister's room and sneaking away with it until eventually my sister threw it away or something. It was in the beginning stages when my young self was discovering that young perfect white girl femininity just looks so amazingly right with black masculinity.
