First of all, yes, I’m married. The short version of my marriage: I’ve been married for awhile now, and my husband and I had all the sex we were going to have in the first few years of our marriage. Now, it’s my turn to explore my sexuality and my fantasies. And those fantasies involve black men. Of course, this all happened before the pandemic started.
As for me, I’m in my mid thirties, long hair, big boobs (which are **A-M-A-Z-I-N-G**), and curvy body. I’m not crazy gorgeous or anything, but I definitely get noticed.
My favorite thing to do is to go to a bar, pick up a hot black guy (or get picked up), and have him fuck my brains out back in our hotel room. We do this anywhere from a few times a year to once a month, depending on how I’m feeling.
I do live in a big city, but for these nights we prefer to travel to another city within a few hours drive. I don’t want to run into anyone I know. I’ll spend the day getting ready: bubble bath, nails, hair… the works. I’ll pick out a few outfits to take with me. I like to look slutty, but classy. Too slutty and you just look like a prostitute, and that attracts the wrong guys. Classy slutty is what I like to call it. Also, either a g-string or nothing, depending on how I’m feeling.