[F]inally gave in, never looking back

So when I was 17 years old (no this is not a story about me at 17), a teammate of mine introduced me to “BBC Porn.” At that point in my life I had maybe watched pornography a handful of times in my life so naturally I pretended to be disgusted and told her to stop. Of course, somehow or another, it got embedded in my head and over the course of the next few months I started exploring that genre of pornography myself. Soon (after my 18th birthday of course) I was reaching out to partners online to play out these fantasies of mine involving black men. Life continued that way for years. A chat about it here, an online roleplay about it there, all the while getting lost deeper and deeper in this fantasy.

So years pass and here I am at 23. I’ve finished college and started a job in HR in a larger city. I’m back online finding partners to play with and start writing out a story with an older black man. We’re clicking really well, enjoying each other’s writing, kinks, fantasies, all the good stuff that goes into an online roleplay. One day we’re just chatting and discover that we actually don’t live too far from each other. Now of course I’ve still got all my shields up, looking out for any red flags, anything fishy. He plays it cool though, doesn’t immediately start talking about meeting up or anything in person. We actually have a few more sessions of our roleplay before we address it again. We come to the conclusion that if we really do want to meet, we should do it somewhere public first, keep it casual and just get to know each other before anything goes further. We decide there’s a shopping mall kind of in between our two locations and set a date and time to meet up at a coffee shop there. Now of course I’m freaking out every single day up until the day of. We’ve exchanged numbers and he’s being very supportive and nice about the whole thing, letting me know that I can change my mind if I want to, even if it’s the day of and he wouldn’t be mad and we could still be online friends and continue our roleplay and everything. I guess he just said all the right things because the day of, I’m just really looking forward to finally meeting him instead of being nervous.

The day finally came. I drove over to the coffee shop. He was already there waiting when I arrived. We shook hands, and it was so awkward at first. He bought me a coffee and things were just really quiet. Like he had said, we weren’t going to discuss anything private or intimate, so we didn’t bring any of that up. He asked me what I did for work, I asked him the same. Slowly the conversation started flowing, and before we knew it almost two hours had flown by. We were really connecting and it became so easy to open up to him. We walked around the mall for about half an hour more before we decided to say goodbye. He said he’d text me and we could decide later where we wanted to go from there.

Looking back, I have to say he was quite smart about what he did next. Over the next couple days he assured me that we didn’t have to meet in person again if I didn’t want to. He said all the right things for me to trust him. A few nights later we were playing out another roleplay scene online and that’s when he told me to come over the next day. It was so smart of him to wait until I was in a horny and submissive mindset (my default for roleplays) to ask me, well really tell me, to come meet him again. Of course, I couldn’t say no. The next day came and he texted me an address which at first I expected to be his house, but upon Googling realized was a motel. After work, I told him I was starting my drive over and he texted back “217.” I’ll never forget that room number for as long as I live.

The whole drive over I just felt myself getting hornier and hornier, remembering scenes and bits of my fantasies we had played out online. I wondered how much he would expect of me, would he want me to play out all these kinks I have in real life too? Would that be too much for me? Would I have to ask him to stop and leave in the middle if it got too real or too scary? I didn’t know how I’d respond. Not only had I never been with a black man, I had never been with a man to whom I had revealed all these secret fantasies and kinks too. It was something I had always felt safe revealing online, but never in person.

A little after sunset, I arrive and am knocking at the door to the motel room. He comes to the door, says hello with a smile, lets me in, we sit on the edge of the bed and just talk about how work his been this past week for both of us. So far it’s nothing like the scenes we’ve played out, of course, that’s all fantasy, this is reality. But then he changes the tone by asking me if I’m going to be a “good girl” for him tonight. Him asking me that just makes my mind start spinning, and I immediately begin to assume my role. I tell him yes, that I want to be good for him, that I want to please him, that I want to be the girl in my fantasies for him. The smile on his face tells me that’s what he wanted to hear. He assures me that we can go slow at first and build up to it, and I’m happy to hear that. He then takes my hand and brings it to his groin so I can feel him through his pants. Soon enough I’m on my knees between his legs while he still sets off the edge of the bed. I pull down his pants’ zipper and he helps me bring out his thing. It’s probably around 6 inches already at this point while it’s semi-hard. I get my hand around him and start stroking him while he runs his hand through my hair.

I don’t remember how long I was on my knees for to be honest. At first it was just stroking, but from the moment he told me to suck him, I was lost in a blur of passion and excitement. I sucked on the head of his cock for the longest time while still stroking his shaft. He seemed to enjoy it but definitely wanted me to go further because he put his hand on my head and started applying pressure. To be honest, I couldn’t take him too much deeper without gagging. We tried over and over again, but I just couldn’t go very far. Luckily, he seemed to be enjoying my struggle with it, so it wasn’t a huge deal. We did that for a while before he finally stood up, grabbed me, and forcefully yet securely threw me on the bed. This is when he really started the dirty talk and I just started to melt. He called me such terrible things as he undressed me, all of it just playing into my fantasy, which of course he knew from having roleplayed with me. There were a lot of kinks involved in the conversation and foreplay that I really don’t want to get into. I must say though that when he penetrated me, my toes curled immediately, and I thought I might climax that very moment. He was so big, so strong, so powerful. I just could not stop moaning as he thrusted and thrusted, occasionally moving me around to change my position. I can recall at least two very pleasurable orgasms, but a lot of it did become a blur so I’m not sure how many times I came. He had two because I recall him asking each time where I wanted it.

I remember waking up the next morning as he was getting dressed. He was apologizing, telling me he had somewhere to be so he had to go. I told him it was okay of course, but honestly I was a little sad that we couldn’t have more fun in the morning. Anyways, he left, and then I got dressed and left shortly afterwards. I think he could tell I was a little sad we hadn’t gotten to do more so it wasn’t much after he left that he texted me, “next weekend?” I was immediately so excited.
That first time was last weekend, and we’re meeting up again tonight. I’m so excited and thrilled just thinking about it, part of which is why I wrote out this story. I just wanted to say to all the other girls out there, if it’s something you’ve been thinking about, go for it! Definitely, definitely go for it! It’s just absolutely amazing. Obviously find the right partner, be safe about it, but when you do, don’t hesitate, just give yourself to it 100% and you won’t regret it one bit. I know I’m never looking back.

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