This happened when I was eighteen years old.
I knew him from work. He was ten years older than me and he constantly complimented me. I pretended that I didn’t understand what he wanted for the first year and a half that I worked there. Then, I had my first sexual experience at a party and I needed to capture that high again. I spent weeks pretending I didn’t get turned on whenever a man even brushed my arm but I did. I had a reputation to uphold, so I tried to pretend I was being nice and innocent, too.
I asked him, Jacob, if he could drive me to the mall because my parents were out of town and couldn’t get me there. The bus system in my city is notoriously bad so he wasn’t surprised…. and obviously he wanted to have me in a car with him alone. The whole way there he was making questionable comments. Not lewd! But questionable. He said things like how I’d have to be careful about the new skirt I bought or else the wind would blow it up and people would see my panties. I was fucking dripping. I wanted him so much. He made a vague reference to road head but I was scared out of my mind and couldn’t act on it.
He suggested we go back to his apartment and I agreed so I could “pick up something he had borrowed”. It was a bachelor pad in a basement. Dingy, dark, not very nice at all. There was a futon that he slept on in front of the TV and that was it. We got there and I was paralyzed. I didn’t believe I was doing this.
He said he had to go to the bathroom and I sat down on the futon. I thought about checking to see how wet I was but I didn’t, just to be safe. Soon enough, he stepped out of the bathroom with nothing on and I literally gasped. My jaw fell open.
He asked if I had ever been with a black man before and I told him no I hadn’t. He acted like nothing was weird even when he walked up to me and rubbed his dick against my face. I could barely breathe it was so hot. Soon I had my lips on him and I was looking up at him hoping to please. I know he loved it, and he had his hands on my head to show me. I was looking up at him and I couldn’t believe I had all of it in my mouth at once but he wouldn’t let me take it out. I would have done anything for him.
He bent me over the futon so I was at the perfect height for him to fuck me on his knees. I hope he didn’t have neighbours around because I didn’t even try to stop myself from screaming. He was rough. He was slapping my ass and pulling my hair and he was basically jackhammering me. I didn’t mind. I would have done anything he wanted because he made me feel like a grown up. I felt even more grown up when he put his finger in my ass and told me how tight it was. It felt like he had stabbed me but it hurt like slapping your pelvis when you need to pee hurts and I loved it. He didn’t care. He was getting what he wanted from me while I stared at a poster of a girl in a bikini on his wall.
Whenever we were at work he would slap my ass or call me pretty. I pretended to be a good girl but I’m sure he told all the boys. I lied to the girls and said I hadn’t but they would never have believed me. We even fucked at work a few times, and almost got caught once. I went over to his apartment a few times a week sometimes and he always fucked me looking at that poster. I think he got off on his own pervyness.
Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/bqqiuj/i_fucked_my_first_black_man_in_a_dingy_apartment