Black guy in my gym
I'm not sure why i'm posting here, i guess i dont want my friends to know about this. I found this site after searching the internet for similar situations. I'm a 35 year old happily married, mother of two. I've been going to the same gym for a little over two years. I only go to the dance and Zumba classes, I never use the machines. About two weeks ago, my class was canceled and since I was already there, I decided to use some of the machines. I was having an issue trying to figure out how this one machine worked, when this huge black man came up to me. I'm 5'3, and this guy was way taller than 6 feet and full of muscles, I was almost at eye level with his waist & also noticed he had a massive bulge in his shorts. I couldn't believe how big it was, it looked like he had a Pringles can in his shorts, lol. He asked me if I needed help & In my almost trance like state, lol, I said yes. I had seen him many times before, but I never thought anything of him. He helped me with the machine and I finally got the hang of it. Before he left he said he loved my blonde hair & the way I smell. I swear I got wet right there. I worked out for a minute and then i had to go to the bathroom and ** to this man. I couldn't control myself. Now, all I can think of is this huge black man and his huge **. What's wrong with me? I Iove my husband.
We lay there for awhile and smoked a few cigarettes. I asked him if I could shower and he said no, he wanted me to go back to the gym with him smelling of **. He also told me not to clean my **, he wanted all his ** to stay in there until it dripped out on its own. He on the other hand did shower. Before we left, I looked at myself in the mirror and started crying. I was ashamed, but what really made me cry is the thoughts I had of wanting this all the time.
He didn't treat me very good, but he ** me like I never imagined. That was
when i got taken by my first black man i started crying too. i knew my marriage had been a joke and that it was over but thats not what made me cry. it was that i had found my place in the world with a man who knew what i needed and who knew how to give it to me and mostly who knew how to put me in my place. he showed me that white women are intended to be with black men and are supposed to submit to them no matter what. i would cry every time he took me for almost the entire first year because what he did to me and what he made me feel and the rudeness and brutality with which he treated me and even beat me was a thing of beauty. before he took me and ruined me for him i thought i knew all about ** but it quickly became obvious that i knew nothing at all about it until he found me, took me and ruined me and destroyed my marriage. i know exactly how you feel and i am even crying right now just to think how wonderful you must feel and how complete he has made you. i love you and i love what hes doing to you.
/s a gay man with no ** left.
How is it going these days? It's a really good confession and I want to know more.
I begged him to go slowly and thankfully he did. After about 5 minutes he was able to get it almost half way in. At this point, his length was not bothering me, but his width was absolutely intense. I felt like he was ripping me in two. I have never felt like that. I was soaking wet and started ** with only half of him in me. After a little while longer I was having multiple **. He finally went all the way in me. I was screaming and crying and it felt wonderful. I came so hard, I started squirting. I've never done that-wow. He ** me for about half hour until he came inside me (im on the pill) After that I was on his couch trembling for a couple of minutes. It was the most ** and intense moment of my life.
My wish is to see my getting a ** ** in her **.
I would like to see my wife with her legs wide apart with a huge black ** shafting her **.
After some hesitation, I tried ** him. I was able too fit him in my mouth, but not very deep. When I realized where I was and what I was doing, I started to get really ** and played with myself through my gym pants. I came within a minute. My mouth was hurting. He lifted me up like I was nothing and ripped of my clothes. At this point I didn't care anymore, I just wanted him. He was being very rough and that turned me on. He literally threw me on his couch and tried sticking his ** in me. Oh my goodness, it could not go in at all.
I got in my car and followed him. He lived in a pretty bad neighborhood. When we got to his apt complex, I got out of the car and was scared. He told me not to worry and to come up with him. As we walked up the stairs, all these guys and girls were staring at me. I was really scared, and I turned to go back. He saw me and told me not to worry, not many "hot white girls" come here and laughed. My heart was pumping, we finally got to his apartment and walked in. As soon as we walked in, he dropped his shorts and told me to "** his **." His ** was huge!!! It looked as big as my forearm.
Well, after taking a couple of weeks off from my gym, and thinking a lot about my dilemma, i decided to go back to my gym and see if he was there. My husband was out of town and my mom was picking up my kids. I took a long shower & wore a sexier than usual outfit. Within seconds of walking in, he approached me. He looked even bigger than I remember, and I immediately became aroused. Any guilt I felt, went away when I saw this huge beautiful man. He asked me where I had been & I decided to tell him. This made him a little arrogant and he told me he knew I wanted his **. I couldn't believe he said that, I was offended and turned on at the same time. He did not beat around the bush and basically ordered me to come to his apartment with him.I tried to be tough, but I ended up going.
I’m a white male, well I’m also bi. I don’t blame you one bit girl. Black guys are so good in bed
I lost my wife to a black man. She said she still loved me but couldn't possibly give him up. This is exactly how it starts.
same experience here and now i not only hate my wife and the black guy who took her away from me and our kids but i hate all blacks because of him.
Don't hate your wife. There's no possible way she could resist him once he stuck it inside her. After that, she belonged to him. It's nature. Don't hate her for following nature.
......he wants you......your a very lucky girl.....
There is absolutely nothing wrong with you. Our hearts and our bodies want what they want, and they won't be satisfied or happy until they get that. With you, you want that beautiful black man in your life and in your body, and so you should go out and get that. Find out what you're missing. Find out what it's like to have the thing you want more than anything else. Find out what it's like to cross that line you're afraid of crossing. Stop worrying and start enjoying. Your husband doesn't have to know, and if you're as careful as I think you'll be (you are clearly a very intelligent woman), he never will. You need to be with that new man.
as soon as you have him do you your going to want to start having his babies
I know how this girl feels and I feel the same. I want a black baby sooooooo bad.
me too. i want one in me.
I wanna give you a black baby soo badly because i crave a baby with a white girl more than anything..where can I find you?
He was trying to pick you up. Next time, let him.
Once you get him inside of you, you will be addicted, and you will never want to stop getting him inside you, and you will not even be able to remember your husband's name. you will be in love with this new man in a way that you have never experienced before. true love.
You need to make a point of going by the gym every day for a while, even if you aren't working out. Every day. Just go looking for him, see if he's there, and make a point of saying hello to him. Put yourself where he is. Let him see you, and let him talk with you. Smile. Flatter him. Flirt. Dress well. And be sure to wear or use whatever perfume, soap, shampoo, skin cream or powder you were wearing the day you two met each other and he remarked on your scent (although he may have been speaking in **-code and talking about how good your ** smelled to him). Mark that day on your calendar, and every time it comes up -- one week anniversary, one month anniversary, two month anniversary, etc. -- make a point of telling him that when you go by the gym to see him. But whatever you do, go by the gym to see him. And make it evident that your only reason for being there is to see him and only him. He needs to be able to see that you're throwing yourself at him (and at his **) without you actually saying those words. Be with him, and always be happy to see him. If he still doesn't act, then take a step further and ask him to act as a sort of informal personal trainer for you, touching you to shape your workout or to put you in position on a machine. Do whatever you need to do in order to be around him and allow him to come on to you even more than he already has. If that still doesn't do the trick, then after a workout, ask him to meet you for coffee, or a salad, or to go to a movie with you. Just put yourself around him, and open yourself to him. You are going to be so happy, and he is the one who will make you happy. Congratulations on finding a real man, and on getting him interested. And good luck to you in developing this wonderful relationship with him. Enjoy your new life.
no this is wrong. you need to hook up with him before you tell him you know hes married then use it against him to get what you want with him and to get things from him. pretending to find out after your already involved will put you in a great position to make things better for yourself. that is powerful information to have on him and to use on him after your already there.
You have more willpower than I do. If the man you described came up to me and told me I smelled good, I would have dropped to my knees in **-worship right in front of the whole gym. And I would have let him have me right then and there. **, you really must be strong!
**, girl, you're making me hungry for Pringles.
Imagine yourself going to him and being taken by him, made to belong to him, made to become his mistress. And imagine him stripping you naked, lifting you up off the ground, impaling himself in you, and then ragdolling you for hours. If you've never been ragdolled by a powerful black man, becoming limp and hanging spent and immobile from the shaft of his **, you need to experience that. And then? Well, it's true what they say. You will never go back.