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Is it true.........
.............what they say that "once you go black you never go back"? im a white wife and mother of 3 and ive only cheated on my husband like 5 times in 11 years but all with white men and it was never a big deal but only about having a little side fun and it never did anything but make my sexlife at home alot better. but i recently met a really hot black man who makes me wet and weve been flirting alot and talking about ** alot and he knows im married and doesnt care and i dont care hes married so its all cool and i know he wont talk to my husband about this. but what sorta worries me is what if me and my black man hook up and its so good i dont want my husband anymore or maybe even dont want to be married to him and just cant stop with this stud black i found and only want him. does that ever really happen or is it just one of those things that people say or fantasize over?
So do us bi guys. I’ve had a handful of black men, the first one when I was 14 and was dressed up for Halloween in one of my sister’s figure skating dresses and tights. I was walking home after the party when it started to rain. He pulled up next to me in his van and asked me if I would like a ride home. At first I hesitated because I smelled marijuana but then it really started pouring so I said ok. Like a dummy I said yes to finishing a joint with him and before I realized it his hands especially his fingers were all over my upper legs and it felt incredible. By the time I realized that I was ** back against his rhythmic thrusting it was too late. I was totally mentally and physically in **. He screwed me until it was morning and in those hours I had released over and over. It was the most incredible thing that had ever happened to me and turned me no. He was in his mid 30s and we continued to have ** at least once a week until I graduated high school. He taught me how to have great ** with girls.
When I was 13. I was in Boy Scouts. The senior patrol leader was black. At the summer camp that lasted two weeks he sized me up. He like to give massages. I would be in the senior patrol leaders tent, naked, and he would rub me down. He flipped me over with my ** out and make it hard. He said it was Natural. First massage he just brushed against it. The second time he started sucking my **. I came quick. When the other Scout were not around, he constantly massaging me and ** my **. I don’t know the fourth or fifth he asked me to reciprocate. I didn’t want to. So he asked me to lie on my stomach and he rub his ** on the crack of my **. I had already come, but I was like OK. He put some baby oil on my crack. He pushes ** into my ** hole he just went in. While he was ** me. I could feel my ** starting to twitch. I start to ** again. After that day, he would just stripped me down and ** me in the ** whenever he wanted to. Sometimes there were too many kids around the camp and we would walk out into the woods and there was this rock he would bend me over. He would ** me till he came, he would tease me how hard my little ** was. It was either the second or last day at camp, we out by the rock and he was ** me and his father, the scoutmaster Walked in on us. I was terrified. I thought he was going to yell, but he pulled out his **, which was much bigger than his sons. When he was finished, his father took his place. I’ll never forget what he said. Because of my Blonde hair I look just like a girl. He spun me around against the rock, giving me my first kiss. When we got back from camp, I would go over to their house and hang out in the dad‘s office while the mother was downstairs and they would both have ** with me. Years and years this went on. When I would come back from college, I would go visit them. a couple older men have ** me. But it is true you once your blacked you can’t go back.