Hello everyone,
This might be the wrong place for this but here goes anyway.
I have never truely isolated what it is about black men that attracts me and have finally just accepted it for what it is, a insatable hunger that must be fed.
Until one night in 1996 I had never thought much about sex, let alone having sex with a black man but all that would change.
As a 16 yo I thought that I would some day find Mr right, fall madly in love, and end up married with the national norm of 2.7 children. I had never dated a boy, nor had I ever even kissed one, and as stated before really had no "urges" yet.
Then I went to my cousins house for a visit and she took me to my very first party, ever. There were a lot of buff and beautiful black guys there and for the first time in my life I felt the heat and wetness build between my legs. I really did not quite understand what was causing my rapid heartbeat and the electric buzz that was curning my belly. But when this one handsome man took me by the hand and led me upstairs it was as if I was in a trance, I knew what he had in mind for me and I felt a hunger within me for the same thing. Needless to say he took my virginity several times over that night, taught me to please him with my mouth, and entered my ass. All without me ever once saying, no, stop. In fact after he had finished with me he had me service one of his friends as well, which I did eagerly.
After he dropped me off that night I spent hours sitting in my bed thinking about the entire evening and all the emotions that had poured through my mind. The most profound thing about the whole evening was that I realized that I felt no remorse or guilt about anything that had transpired, in fact it felt so perfectly right for me. I was happier than I had ever been in my socially correct life. I knew then and there that I was a slut for black men. I wasn't stupid enough to think that this decision was without consequences but I realized too that I didn't give a shit either.
So, that is me in a nutshell.
Since then, there have been many other men and many nights of pleasure to reach this point.
I am now married to a very dominate black man who treats me like a queen in public and with our children and the slut that I am when we are alone or with other like couples. We belong to a group of swingers comprised of black men and white women.
About a year and a half ago a new woman was admitted to the group which is not really strange except for the fact that she brought her white husband to the party. In all honesty I have never been around a nude white guy and it unnerved me a bit seeing his pasty white body. His cock and balls were locked in this cage device and she introduced him as her bitch and that he was just here to serve her desires. I found myself intrigued as the night went on and she serviced man after man with him kneeling there watching our bulls pound their seed into her, then crawling between her legs and licking her clean for another.
I had of course heard of cuckold's but had never before seen a real life cuck and it seemed very strange to watch this guy sit there, not touching his caged cock and cum on himself as he would watch the men fuck her.
Since that first meeting she has expanded his roles to include cleaning the other group ladies (I have sat of his face numerous times now) and even servicing the men that desire it, which I have found to be a rather erotic event, watching this white man sucking those large black cocks and greedily gulping down their sperm and whimpering like a woman as he services men with his plump ass.
Nikki
This might be the wrong place for this but here goes anyway.
I have never truely isolated what it is about black men that attracts me and have finally just accepted it for what it is, a insatable hunger that must be fed.
Until one night in 1996 I had never thought much about sex, let alone having sex with a black man but all that would change.
As a 16 yo I thought that I would some day find Mr right, fall madly in love, and end up married with the national norm of 2.7 children. I had never dated a boy, nor had I ever even kissed one, and as stated before really had no "urges" yet.
Then I went to my cousins house for a visit and she took me to my very first party, ever. There were a lot of buff and beautiful black guys there and for the first time in my life I felt the heat and wetness build between my legs. I really did not quite understand what was causing my rapid heartbeat and the electric buzz that was curning my belly. But when this one handsome man took me by the hand and led me upstairs it was as if I was in a trance, I knew what he had in mind for me and I felt a hunger within me for the same thing. Needless to say he took my virginity several times over that night, taught me to please him with my mouth, and entered my ass. All without me ever once saying, no, stop. In fact after he had finished with me he had me service one of his friends as well, which I did eagerly.
After he dropped me off that night I spent hours sitting in my bed thinking about the entire evening and all the emotions that had poured through my mind. The most profound thing about the whole evening was that I realized that I felt no remorse or guilt about anything that had transpired, in fact it felt so perfectly right for me. I was happier than I had ever been in my socially correct life. I knew then and there that I was a slut for black men. I wasn't stupid enough to think that this decision was without consequences but I realized too that I didn't give a shit either.
So, that is me in a nutshell.
Since then, there have been many other men and many nights of pleasure to reach this point.
I am now married to a very dominate black man who treats me like a queen in public and with our children and the slut that I am when we are alone or with other like couples. We belong to a group of swingers comprised of black men and white women.
About a year and a half ago a new woman was admitted to the group which is not really strange except for the fact that she brought her white husband to the party. In all honesty I have never been around a nude white guy and it unnerved me a bit seeing his pasty white body. His cock and balls were locked in this cage device and she introduced him as her bitch and that he was just here to serve her desires. I found myself intrigued as the night went on and she serviced man after man with him kneeling there watching our bulls pound their seed into her, then crawling between her legs and licking her clean for another.
I had of course heard of cuckold's but had never before seen a real life cuck and it seemed very strange to watch this guy sit there, not touching his caged cock and cum on himself as he would watch the men fuck her.
Since that first meeting she has expanded his roles to include cleaning the other group ladies (I have sat of his face numerous times now) and even servicing the men that desire it, which I have found to be a rather erotic event, watching this white man sucking those large black cocks and greedily gulping down their sperm and whimpering like a woman as he services men with his plump ass.
Nikki
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