Author: boikotalw

I imagine that it began in college. The warmth that I felt within was physically addictive. My ex boyfriend wanted to hook up with me and a male friend of his after I got wasted at a party one night. I was inebriated and depressed. I was sucking his friend’s cock while my ex-boyfriend was fucking me after they both played around with me for a while. I gave him a look when he claimed he was going to cum, and he understood it to mean “fill me up.” So he did. I agreed to let his friend fuck me when he requested, and I also let him cum inside of me. My ex boyfriend was upset, but I didn’t care because it felt wonderful.

At this point, I still want more… I no longer take birth control, but I still use an app to track my cycle, and everything is now well. Any time I’m not fertile, I ask my partner to cum inside me. When I’m fertile and he can get on my tits or in my mouth, I believe he’s happy. Read more »

This is the internet, huh? In the midst of a global pandemic, this is the new method of social interaction. I browsed around on the internet and found a few sites that looked promising. There were a few places where I signed up, but I quickly abandoned them.

Many of these sites appear to be populated primarily by sleazy middle-aged men, creepy types, bored teenagers, and the like. When a guy showed interest, all he wanted was pictures; others wanted numbers and wanted to have sex that night; still others would chat briefly before vanishing.

It seemed like there were no Black men within three to four hours’ drive of some sites. After that, I began talking to a guy on a particular platform. It was stated in his profile that he was in his 50’s, was employed, lived between 25 and 30 miles away, etc. We had an online conversation that lasted for weeks, and eventually we decided to exchange phone numbers. We had a nice chat during which he gushed about his affinity for white women and probed me about my sudden fascination with Black males. The two of us managed to schedule a “date” in the end. He insisted that I don a skirt and high heels for our date. I think I got a little more interested in him because of how demanding he was. Do I enjoy being told what to do? Read more »