**** for the sex part
This happened way back in the day. On ratemybody (RMB) or FaceTheJury (FTJ). Not sure which one. But for those of you who don’t know. Those sites were like uploading normal or borderline sexualized pictures with a brief profile and you got to rate them from 1-10. They also had chat rooms in which you could chat with them and then take it to direct messages or email (no phone texting existed at the time).
So I met her (we’ll call her “A”) on one of these and witty banter ensued. Sexualized, flirtatious chats were the majority. Her pictures on the site where only shoulder up. But she looked hot and I would have loved to get to know her more, and being in the same city really helped (Toronto).
So we took it back to whatever texting/chatting app was popular at the time. I think MSN messenger. Anyway, it’s online so I thought I’d shoot my shot and be bold and wanting to hook up. I was boosted by the fact that we had a conversation where she said I looked hot, and she always wanted to be a with a white guy but didn’t due to what her family might think. She had her own place, but didn’t follow through before because of “reasons”. I was like, well, let me be your first and blah blah blah with more reasons and she was down for it. We had talked for like 3-4 weeks so she was cool with inviting me over for us to grab coffee and some food before anything else.
Her place was by Yonge and Eglinton, before all the construction and revitalization (you could even find a parking spot on the street!). That’s how different it is then and now. ha!
So I get to meet her at her place. Not having seen her from the shoulders down and only having pictures, I was nervous as to whether I was being deceived (catfishing wasn’t a term back then) or setup or whatever. But when she opened her apt door my head was screaming “Holy fuck!” And I was very pleased. She had an hourglass shape, with D cup breasts, about 5’3 and short black hair. She also had a nice ass and smooth legs (wore shorts and a top at the first greet). I was really into her, first impressions are everything. I didn’t want this to be a one time thing (which is something we thought about as she just wanted to try a white guy once to see what its like….after getting to know me).
First awkward initial hi’s and how are you’s and the like ensued. I was distracted by her physically. It was our first meet and we didn’t have a lot of time so it was coffee and just getting to know each other but I wanted more. After finished some small talk she said she had to go into her room to finish up and then we could go. Like I said, I didn’t want to go so as she is coming out saying “ok we ready?”
I responded with “Before we go I want to do one thing.” Super cheesy I know. But she looked up at me curiously as I moved in, lowered my head and kissed her. The first kiss was soft, tentative, wanting to be bold but not wanting to overwhelm, I thought. She responded by kissing me back. Fiercely. It was on now! I matched her energy and there we were in her living room, standing up, making out. Both sets of hands roaming each other.
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We were rubbing each other, our bodies grinding against each other. French kissing. Moans, breathing heavy. We stopped. She broke the kiss. Grabbed my hand and led me to her bedroom. I was already hard as a rock as she was physically amazing and a great body and the uniqueness of this being my first time with an Indian girl.
We got on the bed and we started taking off clothes. My shirt came off in between kisses. Her top and bra came off in the same way. My hands eagerly went out to rub her breasts, toying with the nipples, getting them hard and hearing her moan and sigh. She had sensitive nipples and enjoyed the nipple play. Knowing this already (thanks internet chatting), I bent my head down and feasted on her breasts. Sucking, licking and nibbling her nipples. Kissing and licking each inch of skin on her boobs. She loved it, wanted to reciprocate. But both of us where kneeling on the bed doing this and her hands based on the angle couldn’t touch my cock through my pants so she pushed me down flat on my back.
I enjoyed her assertiveness and let her take off my pants and boxers. My cock sprung forth. She stopped and looked at it for a few seconds. At first I hope this wasn’t second thoughts kicking in but quickly erased when she started to grab it by the base and lightly stroke it. I let her know how good it felt and she leaned down and started to suck me. It felt great, it was an amazing blowjob. Her brown skin in contrast with my pasty white skin. Watching her beautiful face bob up and down on my cock only heightened the experience for me. I’m average but thick so I was also pleased when she could only take 2/3 of me down her mouth though that mouth was hot and wet and make it very pleasurable.
She got up on her knees again and shimmied her pants and panties off. About to get on top and have sex with me but I laid her down on her back and I decided to treat her. I enjoy going down and licking pussy and it feels me with enormous satisfaction when I can make a woman cum with my mouth. She was freshly shaved (hm…did she have this planned?) and I attacked her like I was starving. My tongue attacked her pussy, darting in, flicking her clit. Sucking, fingering and more licking. Her body was writhing and moving in ecstasy. I know I gave her at least 3 orgasms this way. Her thighs started to squeeze my head so hard I thought I would pop. The trusted licking of the clit and the finger crooked on the gspot move.
I was going to keep going, I enjoyed it so much but she cried out enough and I let up. I got up, and laid next to her as she recovered. My body on her side as I attacked her right breasts. Flicking the nipple with my tongue as she gave soft moans of pleasure. My hard cock (still) was resting against her hip and she slid a hand down to idly stroke me as she recovered.
Not long after, she gently pushed my shoulder down so I was on my back again. She crawled back down to my cock and started to suck me again. Her pussy was facing me slightly so I slid a finger up and down her slit gently as she moaned with my cock inside her. Which felt amazing, the vibration effect. She paused her sucking and looked up at me. “Can we have sex?” She asked. I nodded like a bobble head followed by a yeah as she moved to her nightstand table to retrieve a condom. There is something erotic about a woman taking a condom and wrapping it over your cock for sex. Gentle yet firm as she stroked the latex over the cockhead and shaft getting it ready to be inside her.
Once down, she straddled my hips, reached down to grab my cock and aimed it for her wet pussy and slowly descended down on me. She went down about half way on me as we both moaned at the contact. She felt warm, moist and tight. Very tight actually, quite snug. As she continued to lower herself down she became more tight and I felt her muscles squeeze me slightly as she rested with me buried to the hilt inside her.
I started to thrust up inside her. I was anxious to get going. My hands moved up to grab, hold and toy with her breasts. She stayed still, a small smile on her lips, not moving. She then whispered “Don’t move”. So I stopped…all movement. No hips, hands on the bed. Her hands fell to my shoulders and she slowly started to move. She started doing the washing machine, letting out a long drawn out “Fffuuuccckkkkk” as she moved back and forth and in circles on top of me. I still didn’t move. Didn’t want to break the magic of the moment. The sheer pleasure on her face was the only thing I needed at the time. She lets her emotions display on her face (as I would later find out more consistently) and she looked amazing as she smiled and moaned and was saying “oh fuck, oh god yes”. She is hindu so wasn’t sure which god she was talking too, but I was all for it.
Eventually she sped up. Her hips gyrated faster. Her breasts moved and shook more as she moved. Her eyes were closed. Lost in her own world. She looked and felt so amazing. My cock was in heaven. Being gripped so tightly, squeezed in a loving embrace. I knew I wouldn’t last long. But I was desperate not to cum too fast. Not to put any more pressure on me but she gasped out “Oh fuck, oh fuck…please don’t cum…please don’t” As she went faster and faster and then held a consistent speed that she gyrated one. Then her orgasm hit, no hiding what happened. She gave a squeak, her body stopped, locked rigid for a few seconds, then collapsed on my body with a deep guttural moan. Her hips still gently rocking and her pussy moving idly up and down my cock slowly as she recovered.
One of the hottest things I ever saw with a woman and I vowed that this wouldn’t be the last time. She recovered and started to go again. I wanted to flip her over and take her on her back but she wouldn’t get up. She started going a bit faster then saying “Please…one more…”. No problem. I settled back down and she went at it again. The pace was much faster and more aggressive. She was touching and holding her boobs, pinching her nipples as she rode me. I couldn’t take it anymore. I warned her I was going to pop.
She proceeded to go harder, faster. “Yes….yes….yes” She kept repeating until I yelled out I was going to cum. I heard her go squeak, but anything after that I have no clue what happened as my orgasm hit. I flooded my condom. The orgasm was so powerful I thought I would rip the condom apart by the sheer ferocity of my cumming. I hand one hand on her hip and another on her shoulder as I pushed her down harder on me and I bucked myself up inside her wanting my entire body inside her at that moment.
We both finished orgasming. She fell on top of me. She was about to roll over when I wrapped my arms around her and hugged her tightly to me. And we lay there. Me softening inside her but still inside. We were breathing heavy, panting as we both recovered. I caressed her back and we made some jokes, had some small talk. We both admitted to each other that it was an amazing experience. I was great for her first white guy and she was great for my first brown girl. That was a theme for us moving forward. We got together many times after wards. We were both really attracted to each other and actually into each other, more then just sex. Unfortunatley we had to keep us secret since her family wouldn’t allow her to be with a white guy. But that’s future posts.
Due to time, I had to get going as she had plans to get ready for. But we both agreed that this wasn’t the last time and it wasn’t.
Thanks for reading. Sorry it was so long.
Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/u771ci/m_my_first_time_with_a_brown_tamil_woman_f_in