Residing in Nashville TN for over a year, and horn
I've been residing down here in Nashville TN an implant from Philadelphia PA and thus far all I've done nothing but watch porn, jerk off and watch sexy ass white women walk around being hovered by white dudes.
I don’t have a preference when it comes to the ladies personally, although my last few dates were with black women. But due to their insecurities, and being threatened by the presence of a white woman, I am utterly turned off by that. Although they themselves have professed to me how white men are attracted to them, yet still think I should be impressed in some way.
Growing up in a multi-cultured environment in Philadelphia I am very accustomed to seeing a diverse group of couples.
Lately I have had many fantasies about fucking white women. I went on a date last month with a former co-worker who just so happened to be a very busty white woman. Unfortunately she recently became a widower. She called me for a date, and we met at a nearby by restaurant, and chatted about our mutual interests, dislikes and aspirations. In the back of my head I told myself to beware, this woman is still emotionally tender after losing her husband recently. I met with her regardless, and we went on a second date about two weeks later.
We decided to meet at the local bowling alley, and had a great time. I guess she was feeling desperate, lonely or horny because after leaving she pulled me in close and started kissing me. We walked back to my car which has dark tinted windows. The kissing intensified once we entered my vehicle. I asked if she would like to come back to my place, and hesitated then sat up. After pondering over my question she asked me how big is dick, and I told her 9”.
Her brown eyes widened: “Nice! My tits are 40EE.”
My dick started throbbing: “Beautiful!” I said.
Before I knew it she was unzipping my pants, and I was reaching down her deep plunging V-neck sweater which was showing off her voluptuous 40EE boobs. I could barely let one free because of the size, and they were surprisingly firm for their size. I gently leaned towards her to suckle her left nipple. With one hand working my dick free she moaned and caressed, and kissed my cheek.
Fully erect she eye-balled my dark 9” man meat for a second. She put it in her mouth slobbering all over it for about 2 minutes, and moaned as she shoved it down her throat. Her tongue worked up and down my shaft like a pro. Suddenly she stopped, and said:
“Your pre-cum is sweet tasting.”
She then abruptly stopped, tucked her massive tits back in her soft, green, V-neck sweater and sat up.
Just as I assumed, she was still tender from the recent passing of her husband. It was too soon, but my cock didn’t agree. The good guy in me superseded the horny guy, and offered to take her home. As much as I wanted a beautiful, busty white woman to slob all over my black cock I knew I had to do the right thing.
I drove her home, and I went home erect. Walked in my place, logged in my laptop, reach for a jar of Vaseline, logged into xHamster and whacked one off.
Close but no prize. “Sigh.”
I don’t have a preference when it comes to the ladies personally, although my last few dates were with black women. But due to their insecurities, and being threatened by the presence of a white woman, I am utterly turned off by that. Although they themselves have professed to me how white men are attracted to them, yet still think I should be impressed in some way.
Growing up in a multi-cultured environment in Philadelphia I am very accustomed to seeing a diverse group of couples.
Lately I have had many fantasies about fucking white women. I went on a date last month with a former co-worker who just so happened to be a very busty white woman. Unfortunately she recently became a widower. She called me for a date, and we met at a nearby by restaurant, and chatted about our mutual interests, dislikes and aspirations. In the back of my head I told myself to beware, this woman is still emotionally tender after losing her husband recently. I met with her regardless, and we went on a second date about two weeks later.
We decided to meet at the local bowling alley, and had a great time. I guess she was feeling desperate, lonely or horny because after leaving she pulled me in close and started kissing me. We walked back to my car which has dark tinted windows. The kissing intensified once we entered my vehicle. I asked if she would like to come back to my place, and hesitated then sat up. After pondering over my question she asked me how big is dick, and I told her 9”.
Her brown eyes widened: “Nice! My tits are 40EE.”
My dick started throbbing: “Beautiful!” I said.
Before I knew it she was unzipping my pants, and I was reaching down her deep plunging V-neck sweater which was showing off her voluptuous 40EE boobs. I could barely let one free because of the size, and they were surprisingly firm for their size. I gently leaned towards her to suckle her left nipple. With one hand working my dick free she moaned and caressed, and kissed my cheek.
Fully erect she eye-balled my dark 9” man meat for a second. She put it in her mouth slobbering all over it for about 2 minutes, and moaned as she shoved it down her throat. Her tongue worked up and down my shaft like a pro. Suddenly she stopped, and said:
“Your pre-cum is sweet tasting.”
She then abruptly stopped, tucked her massive tits back in her soft, green, V-neck sweater and sat up.
Just as I assumed, she was still tender from the recent passing of her husband. It was too soon, but my cock didn’t agree. The good guy in me superseded the horny guy, and offered to take her home. As much as I wanted a beautiful, busty white woman to slob all over my black cock I knew I had to do the right thing.
I drove her home, and I went home erect. Walked in my place, logged in my laptop, reach for a jar of Vaseline, logged into xHamster and whacked one off.
Close but no prize. “Sigh.”
8 years ago
