My First Experience With A Black Guy

OK I need to get this off my chest as I've been thinking about it WAY too much lately with no-one I can really share it with.

Between 2003-2006 I lived abroad in Asia, teaching English. I was 23 when I moved there, and was considered quite a good girl. Only had 3 sexual partners to that point, and all had been fairly long-term. My family thought I was going to have a great cultural experience in Asia, and my bf trusted me enough not to be worried when I left (although it was only supposed to be one year, and he would come and visit me).

Anyway, the cultural experience I had was VERY different to what anyone imagined! A week after I arrived, I went out with some new friends from work, and they ended up taking me to this club not far from my flat. There was a real mix of people there, but I was surprised to see quite a few big black guys, as generally I hadn't seen that many non-Asian people around. It turned out that there was a US Navy base nearby, and this was the club a lot of them went to.

As I said, I was quite a good girl and a bit shy too, but secretly I'd often wondered what it would be like to be fucked by a big black guy. I remember feeling really kinda horny that night as I stood by the side of the dance floor and imagined it, and thought to myself that as I was so far from home I could potentially do anything I wanted and my family and close friends from home would never find out. But I didn't really believe it would happen.

All those navy guys were hitting on Asian girls, and my group never really interracted with them. But I remember feeling almost like an out of body experience as I reached out and grabbed the arm of this one big guy as he walked past me. He looked round at me and I just giggled uncontrollably and said "Hi". He was like 6'2 and I'm only petite, 5'4.

I think he got the message though as he ended up taking me by the hand, dancing with me a bit but basically just groping me on the dancefloor. Within five minutes he was leading me out the door of the club and down this alleyway where there were loads of recycling dumpster things, and he said his first ever words to me: "Do you wanna suck my dick?"

I just blushed and giggled again but kinda nodded, and he pushed me to my knees and pulled out this MASSIVE black shaft of meat, which he pressed in my face. It was genuinely much bigger than anything I had seen in real life before. I couldn't believe what was actually happening. Here at the start of my Asian adventure, I was on my knees in an alleyway with a big black cock waving in my face. But I was fucking horny too, and realised I could really do what I'd fantasised about here.

I took his dick in my mouth and let him basically push in and out, it really was a mouthful but I could get my lips around it. After just a couple minutes he came and I swallowed. "Yeah, you're my kinda girl", he said. "Take me back to your place". So I did!

We got a cab back and barely spoke. He was on his phone mostly. Once I opened the door to the flat he grabbed my butt through my jeans and started pulling my top off. Luckily my room was nearest the door so I managed to get in there before he shoved me to the floor and got on top of me. His dick was pressing out through his jeans against me. He got his jeans down and stuck his dick in my mouth again as I lay on my side on the floor. I remember another moment there thinking I couldn't believe this was really happening.

He pulled my clothes off quite roughly, I remember him pretty much pulling me back up to my feet as he pulled my top over my head, before shoving me back down onto my futon mattress and feeling and licking my 30B boobs. He pulled my jeans and knickers roughly off, leaving my socks on and climbed on top of me between my legs. He fingered me a little bit, but before I knew it his dick was in me and he was thrusting away. He'd pulled his own clothes off and he felt MASSIVE on top of me! He was grunting loudly too.

I don't think my flatmates were best impressed - the walls in that tiny flat were so thin they would have heard everything! The whole flat seemed to shake every time someone opened or closed a door, so god knows what that guy's thrusting must have done.

He flipped me over after a few minutes and straddled me as I lay almost flat on my front, shoving his dick in my pussy from behind. It hurt just a little bit, but I LOVED being thrown around like a ragdoll like that. As he thrust he pushed me further and further up the mattress, until I had to use my arms to shield my head from getting rammed up against the wall itself!

I came there as he humped me from behind, obviously not giving a fuck about my pleasure but just using me as his fucktoy. And before long he was cumming too (thankfully into a condom which I hadn't even noticed him putting on).

He left in a cab and although I saw him again at that same club a few times, he never came over to speak to me again.

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by Anonymous on Jun 3, 2021 at 9:00 AM

Nice to see your reality matched your fantasy, but I'm intrigued by your confession title. You say it was your FIRST experience with a black guy. Were there others while you were abroad? How many? Were they all hung and aggressive like the first guy? Or if he was the only one, does your title reflect the urge to repeat the experience with another hung black guy?
Have you reverted to form and been a 'good girl' since your return? Did you eventually marry the boyfriend?

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Anonymous

by Anonymous on Jun 3, 2021 at 10:45 AM

How does the other comment say, what happened next in your sex life?
Did you marry your boyfriend who was waiting for you at home or did you separate from him?
Are you currently married, do you have children?
¿Have you continued to have sex with other black men despite being married?
Has it become a fetish for you to have sex with black guys?

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Anonymous

by Anonymous on Jun 3, 2021 at 8:01 PM

Yes, inquiring minds want to know.

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Anonymous

by Anonymous on Jun 14, 2021 at 2:57 AM

Thanks for your comments and sorry it's taken a while to respond.

Yes, following that experience I had a LOT more encounters with black US navy guys whilst living over there. I wouldn't say that my whole life was based around them, but usually once or twice a month I would end up pulling a black guy, and taking him back to my apartment. There were a couple that I had as fuck buddies for a while, but a lot of the time they were guys I'd just met. It wasn't quite an addiction but from time to time I just had these uncontrollable urges.

There was one time when I brought two guys back at once, but to be honest I didn't really enjoy it. It was a bit too much for me. After initially double teaming me, those guys just basically took turns on me all the way through until about midday the following day. One would rest while the other fucked me. I was sooo tired, and they kept asking if they could go and try to get my flatmates involved too. Thankfully they didn't do that, but it was a bit much for me anyway.

That lasted about 3 years, and I had various flatmates in that tiny apartment over that time. I never really bonded with any of those girls, and they must have seen me as quite a slut. To be fair, that was true at the time! I had other friends at work and stuff though.

My boyfriend from England did come to visit during my first year there. I didn't tell him anything about my infidelity and we just had a nice time. I remember sex with him being weird at the time, so much more intimate than I had got used to, and I did like that. But at the end of his trip we kinda mutually decided to break up, at least for the time we were apart. I think he had probably been with other girls, or wanted to, so in a way I felt less guilty.

But after three years I decided it was time to leave that environment and head back to England. At that point I figured it was time to settle down and stop acting like such a slut!

There was one more very naughty experience I had with a black guy while on holiday in Barcelona (I might confess that one separately), but I did end up getting back with my ex boyfriend a couple of years later, and we are now married with kids. But lately I just get so horny from time to time thinking about those old experiences.

When I see a hot black guy in the park or in the shops, I wonder to myself whether he would fuck me if he knew I was up for it with no strings attached. I work out a lot and am in pretty good shape I think, I get the sense I'm attractive for my age. I'm genuinely wondering whether I would do it too - my sex life in my marriage isn't exactly dead, but it isn't what it was.

I'm considering going on Tinder or something, as that seems to be the place for no-strings hook-ups and might be easier than approaching someone in real life. I don't know how to really go about organising a hook-up or if I could really go through with it though. I do know I get VERY horny just imagining it with guys I see though.

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Anonymous

by Anonymous on Nov 20, 2022 at 1:55 PM

Do you think a white boy can compare and make you feel the way the black guys did? So there any chance in your mind?

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