And dont get me wrong, I feel horrible for her, and I hope she makes a full recovery and somehow overcomes any emotional and physical damage.
This is embarassing to admit, but I get very aroused thinking about what that experience would be like. Just - to have sex, to be used, by multiple black males.
I have never had sex with a black guy, so there is some curiosity there I am sure. But why is it that I am always daydreaming about 2,3, 4 or more of them with me at the same time?
My husband is border-line racist, he would absolutely die if he knew the thoughts I have for black men literally every day.
We live accross the street from an apartment complex. I know there are at least 3 black guys that live in one of the apartments that faces the road - I have seen them playing basketball on the court that is right there. And I have seen them hanging around on their deck many times (not that I am looking for them of course...lol).
I would love to have the nerve to just go over there and introduce myself - but I would have no idea what I would say.
What used to be just naughty, erotic daydreams for me - is becoming near obsession.
I was at the grocery store the other day, and I passed two black guys. OMG - I got so flustered just passing these guys in the grocery aisle! If they would have made one suggestion, or followed me to me car, I am embarassed to even think about what I would have done with them before going back home to my husband.
Whats wrong with me!?!?
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