Introduction/ My Story

It's a novel.

I just wanted to add my experience of discovering my penchant for dark skinned men. I'm a 23 year old white woman just out of a LTR with a sexually boring white guy and to resuscitate my sex drive I decided to go after exactly what I wanted. I love sharing in all of these experiences because clearly black men are superior lovers and I don't see why more white women don't indulge, except that it would narrow my field of choice.

One night I was giving myself love and thinking about all of my past sexual experiences and my mind wandered to when I was 17 and waitressing at a local steakhouse. One night the satiny black fry cook pulled me aside and asked if I'd like to come over and do some blow at his house after work. At the time, I really loved coke and figured that there would be other people there, so I agreed and headed to his house after a long Friday of carting meat and wine around all night. When I got there, I realized we were alone and what was probably going to happen, but my youthful rebellion was singing in my chest and the fire in my teenage loins was raging as it ever has been. What followed was the best sex over the course of 8 hours that I've ever had.

Counting back each of my experiences I could think of none that I wanted more to replicate. All of my girlfriends with black men confirmed the rumors that there seems to be a higher level of prowess among them. And yet, I hesitated. The common disposition on internet dating is that it's dangerous, desperate or somehow wrong. But how else would I meet an attractive black man? I don't like going to the club as it is, much less alone. And how do you approach someone attractive that you just see out and about? Hi, I saw you buying groceries and found you to be both black and handsome. Would you like to have sex at your house tomorrow?

Craigslist took down my ad after an hour, I'm assuming because someone figured I was fake, but I already had 3 handsome candidates in my inbox- all of them seemingly real and serious about seeing me asap. So I picked the most attractive one and sent him an email. Within minutes we were trading pictures, and shortly after texting about our favorite positions. While I didn't actually have any plans other than laundry and dinner at home, I declined to meet this gorgeous creature that night because I simply didn't have the nerve. I couldn't believe that all I had to do was describe what I wanted- a fit, black, literate man with the ability to host- and he would simply begin emailing me to make it happen. But the next day I was in the car for a 45 minute drive to the very best sex of my life.

I was nervous when I arrived and my friend, I'll call him Damien, invited me into his lovely apartment and then his bedroom. It was clean and he was dressed for the office in loafers, button down and vest. I couldn't have fantasized him in a better outfit. Forcing my nervous energy down into my chest I resisted the desire to confess that I didn't know what I was doing and that I'd never done this before. Instead, I took off my heels and leaned onto the bed, doing my best to look composed instead of panicked. And then Damien did the coolest thing- he put me at ease. He laid back and touched me on my arm, my face. He asked me if he could taste me and he kissed my shoulder and my neck. And before I knew it he was doing things to my body that I had only imagined could be done by a man.

When I left his apartment I was on cloud nine. Never once did I feel dirty or ashamed, just absolutely released and happy. I got home and again admired the photographs of my sexual conquest. When I went to see my neighbor and smoke a bowl she looked at me and knew. Cheeks flushed and smiling I've been floating on a cloud. And whether it's with this man or not (I hope it is) I have confirmed my adoration and appreciation for a firm black body and a hard black...

 

marvoulous a sterotype about how ww/bm relationships are all about the sex *yawn*

 

Where are you from?

 

Never-Never land?

 

Lol. I ask questions like this to see how for real they are. She might be genuine.

 

I hope not. I'd rather prefer it be completely made up crap.

 

She's young though its what you do when you're young. I know when I was younger I was a flavor trier. I wanted a british girl so I hooked up with a british girlm I wanted a puerto rican chick I found a puerto rican girl. Its all about the experience sometimes. It helped me to realize a persons background had little to do with what kind of girl they were

 

Perhaps, though I didn't go around 'trying' people out when I was young. I've always been more a quality not quantity type.

 

But you've proven over and over you're not the norm Esp

 

Well in this context I'll take that as a compliment Andrae. :smt058

 

Fat chance!
That is not written by a 23 year old ww. Could be but I doubt it.

Chances are that.......
Where is LA!!!

 

Lmao that was a good one

 

As you should. That's the way I meant it babe.

 

i wasted my time reading this.

 

and what you just wrote is the treatment/proposal? I'm not sure how well interracial romance books sell, certainly no one on here seems to be buying it.

 

The WW members of this site can tell a real person from a fake. The buttons that woman pushed might not be genuine.

 

Lol, I'm real. I don't have to prove anything to you, I just wanted to share. I do find it odd that you're all suspicious and weird instead of happy for me, but to each their own. My plans are to keep having awesome 20 something sex and... I guess not try and share with you guys anymore.

 

I don't :smt019

 

She's related to goodlove.

They both troll this board together in holy matrimony. They're incest lovers.

 

you wanted us to be happy that you wrote a story about going around having one night stands with black men?

ok who wants to start the ticker tape parade?

ill stick with having relationship sex thanks ( im also in my 20's and see this as the norm not going about chancing std's and babys by different daddys )