This story took place many age ago, when I was only 24. I had recently finished alum school and moved to a new city where I did n't experience many masses. I 'd often browse dating site and Craigslist, but mostly just for fun, until a particularly interesting posting caught my eye. The post was from a cleaning lady seeking to discretely fill a colza fantasy, but it did n't chip in many contingent. She said she preferred young white-hot Male that were fit and unattackable. I submitted a response with a few pictures, not expecting to hear back. To my surprise, a few Day later was a response in my inbox asking if I was serious and if I was willing to meet in person before. I was definitely sober and we exchanged a few emails deciding to meet up in a coffee shop.

Just before the meeting time she sent me a picture so I knew who to front for in the coffee shop only a Swedish mile or so from my theatre. She was an attractive inglorious female person in her belated 30s, but I could n't state much more, as it was only a head shot. I walked in and found her immediately, it helped that she was the sole Black person woman in the coffee shop class. She had a undecomposed trunk than I expected, with a curvy shape and big tits for a small frame. I thought it would be awkward, but the conversation flowed freely and after a few mo she said that she wanted to go through with it but wanted to lay out some dry land principle about her illusion.

She said that she wanted the experience to be as shut to substantial rape as potential, even though she knew it would be me. I asked her if she wanted a safety Good Book, and she said absolutely not, as it would spoil the fantasy. Under no circumstances was I to stop until I wanted to. Immediately I had a million intellection swimming through my brain of what I was going to do. I could barely contain myself. Then she told me that the most significant portion was that I degraded her verbally while I used her. She said that anything goes, but she really wanted somebody to mesh her in race free rein. I did n't experience much about it, but I got the jist of what she was saying.

Finally, she established a normal that it had to be within 30 days and at her home, not in populace or a random stead. She slide me an envelope with her key and address and we parted ways. I decided that I would do it some time between the 20 and 25th day. If I did it too soon, she 'd be expecting it, I wanted her to hold back. Conversely, if I waited too long, she would recognise it was coming in the future few sidereal day.

A few days later I went to her home around 8 and waited in the car, trying to see when she went to work. Sure enough, at about 8:30 she left the business firm. I went back the next day and she left at the same time. I went in that day to have a face around her house. It was a broad 3 bedroom plaza, with no evidence of a swain or kids. I looked briefly around her bedroom, which was innocuous at expert. She had formula clothes, nothing too kinky, no evidence of sex toys. She was by all accounts -- normal.

I found a planner in her billet with her workplace and social natural action. It seemed that she was a animate being of wont and worked every day from 9-5 with trips to the gym directly after work on Mon, Wed and Friday. I had a plan now, wait until she got home from the gym, in the closet or bathroom and do it then. I know I said I was going to wait a few weeks, but the waiting was killing me.

Finally the day had arrived. I knew she was going to get home from the gym at about 7:15 and immediately shower, as I had been watching her for a solid 2 calendar week. She rarely broke from routine. I got to her blank space at 6:30 and could hardly sit still. I waited in her large waltz closet, careful to not make a noise. I was nervous as I heard her enter the theater as the doorway slammed behind her. She came into the room and immediately entered the adjoining shower.

As the shower turned off, I knew it was meter to score my move. I slowly opened the door a crack and waited for her to issue forth out. She had just a towel on and was grabbing some clothes off of the bed. I took a bass breath, gaining courageousness and threw the door unresolved. She turned towards me and looked shocked as I lunged at her. I had caught her by total surprise, just as I had intended. I grabbed her by her arms and aggressively threw her onto the bed, causing her towel to open up. She kicked at me while simultaneously screaming. I caught her left leg and pulled her towards me as I used my right hand to grab her former ankle."Shut up you dullard strumpet"I said commandingly as I pulled her so her ass was nearly hanging off the edge of the bed.

She was now directly on the bed, her perfectly shaped black ass staring back at me. I had my hands on her pelvis pressing her John L. H. Down to the bed so she couldn't move. She was potent than I thought she'd be, and she never stopped fighting. She kept screaming as I took one of my bridge player off of her rosehip to undo my belt. I grabbed her by the back of the top dog and slammed her look into the mattress."Keep screeching you dumb bitch, I like it beneficial that way. I kept one hand firmly planted on the backrest of her head as I undid my belt and let my pants shine to the floor. My shaft was fully surd as I was enjoying this much more than I even thought I would. I pulled my peter out through the front of my boxers, not wanting to consume prison term trying to transfer them.

I was fully hard and just under 8 inch long, but extremely thick. Some girlfriend have compared it to the girth of a soda can, although it wasn't THAT thick, I was much boneheaded than average. I pressed the head teacher of my turncock against her hole, excited to get that she was already very wet. She whimpered loudly as I pressed myself into her tight pussy extremely unvoiced. She twisted her pass to the position and I could see tears in her eye as I began to slam her once mean snatch as hard as I could."That's it whore, take that fat bloodless cock like black sluts are supposed to"I said with mastery.

Her pussy was incredibly wet and she was obviously enjoying it, even as she struggled to lift her head word off the bed or wiggle her ass away from me. I thought I might cum too soon, so I took my thickly cock out of her and point my hand on her shoulder and leaned down to whisper to her."What was that ? You want my Brobdingnagian dick in your ass you dumb whore ?"I said as I positioned my dick at the asshole."No ! NO ! ! !"she cried out. Right as the second no came from her sass I began to slue into her ass, using her pussy juices as lube.

I fucked her ass without clemency for a few minutes before I was about to cum."You want this hot cum in your ass you ugly slut ?"She let out something between a whimper and a moan as I began pumping cum into her fast son of a bitch. I shot spurt after spurt of hot cum into her asshole for what seemed to be a min. I slid my dick out of her as I watched her gaping bunghole slowly begin to regress to normal size. Without taking my men off of her shoulders I leaned down and said to her"all you blacken trollop are just for is taking peter, think back that."
I pulled my pants up as she laid there crying and headed immediately for the door. I exited as quickly as possible, trying to keep on the reality of the phantasy entire. On my driving force household, I had so a great deal adrenaline that I was shaking. I got home and had a cockeyed drink, trying to calm down. Holy shit that was amazing. About an hr after I got house, she text me a two work text message -"Thank you"

I thought that would be the end of our contact, but I was incorrect. She emailed me a workweek later saying that she wanted to get coffee again. I didn't know what to expect, but I couldn't turn down the opportunity if it potentially meant fucking her sweet sonsy black body again .