I can vividly remember the day, summertime family trip to Nova Scotia, I was in my very early teens.
Growing up in a small town there was virtually no ethnic diversity at all. I don’t even think there was a single person of colour in our town.
So naturally, at my young age, I was staring…
We were at the beach, my parents, my younger brother an I, just enjoying the day. My Mother snapped me out of it…”Jennifer….Stop staring!”
There was a young interracial couple clearly incredibly into each other. I don’t know if they were married or dating, but they were certainly in the honeymoon phase of their relationship. Touching each other, caressing, little kisses every few minutes.
But what stuck with me was just the sexual attraction and sensuality between them.
Of course, I didn’t understand any of it, it was all just my early sexual instincts picking it up. I knew something really intimate was happening but had no words to describe it or any way of understanding it other than I just couldn’t look away, and It made me feel nice seeing it.
“Promise me you will never date a black guy” my mom said…I remember it like yesterday.
Again it was a small town mentality and a different time…I don’t blame her for thinking that way, she didn’t mean anyone any harm despite the very existence of her inherited racism, however minor, was part of that toxic small town mentality.
And that was all it took, immediately I began fantasizing about what it must be like for that fair skinned beautiful white woman to be underneath that gorgeous fit black man. I masturbated daily with those images in my mind.
But life goes on, I grew up, dated the local boys, fumbled through my first sexual experiences with boys who knew as little as I did about how it all worked.
Eventually I met my Husband, we dated my last year of High School and very quickly feel deeply in love. Sex was a big part of our relationship, but we had a very deep intimate love for each other as well. But I never totally forgot about my interracial fantasies. At night, when I was by myself, my mind would drift back, and soon I would be rubbing myself furiously while imagining some faceless black man slowly sliding in and out of me, His strong dark hands groping my Lilly white skin.
Married less than a year, starting our careers, spending weekends with our friends, living our newlywed life to the fullest, we were invited to go on a camping trip with a group of friends, and friends of friends.
We all arrived at the site within an hour or so of each other. My Husband and I, My Husbands Best Friend and his Girlfriend, His Cousin and his wife, and…The Cousin’s Friend and his Girlfriend…He was a fit, dark skinned Black man, about 26 years old and his girlfriend was a petite asian girl.
He seemed really cool, but she was sort of reserved…they seemed mismatched to me right from the start, but I instantly was…intrigued? attracted? curious? Yes, all of that.
We hung out, drank a ton, went to the lake and swam, smoked a bit…it as just a perfect fun weekend.
On the first evening we had a nice big campfire going, we all were feeling the buzz from hours of drinking with a bit of smoking. The conversation had been pretty tame and mostly just stories four past camping experiences. Thats when the Cousin and his wife suggested we play a bit of a truth or dare sort of game. “Let’s go around and each confess a sexual fantasy that we have always been interested in or wanted to try!”
Most of us were a bit nervous and/or shy about it but agreed…I’m sure all of our hearts were beating a bit harder thinking of confessing something in front of friends like that.
The cousin started “I have always wanted to have 2 girls in bed, I think a threesome with 2 women would be so hot!” (Cliche right?)
His wife admitted that that was also a big fantasy of hers, “good for her” I thought…admitting a Bi fantasy in front of everyone was brave of her and I was proud of her for just coming out with it and not being afraid to say it in front of us.
As each person admitted something my heart beat faster and faster, should I say what I was really thinking? Someone said sex in risky public place, someone else wanted to be lightly restrained I think…the usual fantasies I suppose.
Then it was my turn…A calm came over me, I was drunk, and in a mind set of “fuck it!” I just said it!
“I have always wanted to be with a Black Man!”
Well…My husband’s face was “WTF?” The Black Guy “D”s face had a sly smile as we glanced at each other, me not wanting to piss off his GF too much…
“I tried to play it off as no big deal “Well…not because of present company or anything…it has just always been a turn on…”
It gt a bit quiet lol…I mean it wasn’t very discreet…I pretty much just said in front of everyone I wanted D to fuck me, and everyone knew it.
Somebody broke the awkward silence and we moved on…I honestly can’t remember what we did for the next hour or so because all I could think about was how that cat was out of the bag, he knew what I wanted, everyone did, and his glances at me after that were knowing…the smirk on his face made it obvious that he would be more than happy to help me out with my fantasy.
Next thing I remember was someone suggesting we each grab a flashlight and head out into the woods for some hide and seek.
It was not a massive forest or anything, no chance rally of anyone getting terribly lost or anything, and the flashlights would only be used in case of someone getting disoriented or something.
There were no teams, it was each person for themselves, and D volunteered to be “it”.
Well, I ‘m sure you can figure out…I headed off in the opposite direction of everyone else as best I could, and making just enough noise to let D know which way I was going.
I watched where everyone else headed and put as much distance between them and I, and a straight line for D to follow should he want to.
“ready or Not” was called and I watched as D opened his eyes, looked in my direction and immediately headed directly towards me.
He couldn’t see me yet, but had taken my hint and went toward me based on the noise I made as I headed off.
I’ll tell you…I made damn sure I was easy to find!
Trying not to make too much noise, almost whispering he said “I found you Jen!”
I stepped out from my hiding place, big smile on my face “Oh no! Darn it! you found me!”
D walked quickly toward me, I knew what was coming and leaned back against a tree as he got to me, he puled me to him and kissed me.
I parted my lips, accepting his tongue n my mouth. We kissed deeply and our tongues circled. For the first time in my life I was truly weak kneed. Had D not been holding me up I surly would have collapsed.
Then I felt his hand slide up under my shirt, his strong hand began feeling me tits, I had no bra on and The feel of his warm hands on my pale white tits felt so fucking amazing!
He was in total control of me. He kissed me so deeply and aggressively while groping my tits, then down inside my track ants and over my bare ass. I could hardly breath!
I had to know…I put a hand on the front of his pants and felt his bulge…I remember thinking “Oh fuck…it’s all true…he is huge…”
He took it upon himself to undo his pants and give me access, my hand slid inside his pants. Then I took him in my hand.
I was so fucking happy, so aroused I remember thinking “Oh my god! I can’t believe I am holding a big hard black cock”
His hand slid down the front of my pants, inside my panties, and then a finger slid over my lips…I was SOAKING wet!
I gasped as a finger penetrated me, sliding inside me and almost causing me to totally collapse. Thankfully he held me up as he slowly started fingering me.
I honestly could not help myself and pithing a minute I felt a massive orgasm wash over me…He was kissing me at the same time both trying to penetrate me further with his tongue and also muffle my moans.
As I caught my balance D gently, but also forcefully pushed me down to my knees and I greedily wrapped my mouth around that big fat cock.
I had no experience with anything near that size but did my very best. Using my hand and my mouth a sucked him fast and hard while he held my head. His strong black hands pushing me onto him, his fingers wrapped in my blonde hair.
He was literally fucking my mouth, nether of us caring at that Monet if anyone may see us.
Then he held me tight and whispered “I’m gonna cum in your mouth!”
I said “UmmHmmm” as best I could with his cock in my mouth then felt him tense as he shot his thick load to the back of my throat, I gagged a bit but thank god recovered as 2 or 3 more jets splashed over my tongue.
I gulped all of it down and felt his tight ass as he shook and spasmed.
He pulled his cock out of my mouth and did up his pants, he helped me to my feet and kissed my neck…he whispered in my ear “I’m gonna fuck that tight little blonde pussy before this weekend is over”
He the disappeared back into the darkness as I stumbled, weak kneed back to the campsite.
I realize this may be tame compared to all the wonderful stories I read here, but the intensity of that experience was so fucking hot for me…it was just so fucking sexy!
I welcome any questions or comments, either in comments or by PM!
Hope you all enjoyed this TRUE tale!
Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/dy7yer/fm_newlywed_finally_gets_the_bbc_i_had_fantasized
Wow. That was fucking hot. You lucky girl! I hope he made good on his promise.
I’m curious about what your husbands fantasy was and whether you’ve ever told him the details about what happened. He must know something went down right.
Well did he fuck you that weekend?
That’s so hot that he was into it. I’d be proud of my girl too. I have lots more questions can we chat privately?
Waiting for part 2
so fucking hot. it is nice when sometimes those fantasies come true ;)
Yes, please write a part 2!
Where is part 2?
This is great honestly and sounds really similar to experiences I’ve had. You’re amazing