i was 19 and married and met an african at college... I was intrigued and obsessed... he was so beautiful. His scent drove me crazy. we played around on campus. We were in class together, and he sat in front of me and touched me while the professor lectured... we met in the library and kissed and made out.... eventually we fucked... we split after that, but I still remember his scent, his words, his dick.... he was a poet, as am I. Ever since, I have been obsessed with black men. He told me when we were together what he wanted from me, and how I should behave. He was a political exile older than me. Since then, I have been with many black men, and I love to please them. I love the mastery, the complete control. Most of my men since were younger, but the love of black cock and being dominated persists and rules me.
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