This chronicle took property many years ago, when I was only 24. I had recently finished graduate schoolhouse and moved to a new metropolis where I did n't experience many people. I 'd often pasture dating situation and Craigslist, but mostly just for fun, until a particularly concern posting caught my eye. The post was from a woman seeking to discretely execute a colza fantasy, but it did n't founder many details. She said she preferred immature Stanford White males that were fit and potent. I submitted a response with a few pictures, not expecting to hear back. To my surprise, a few daylight later was a answer in my inbox asking if I was serious and if I was willing to satisfy in person before. I was definitely life-threatening and we exchanged a few emails deciding to fit up in a coffee shop.

Just before the meeting metre she sent me a picture so I knew who to look for in the coffee tree shop class only a Roman mile or so from my mansion. She was an attractive black female in her late 30s, but I could n't tell much Sir Thomas More, as it was only a head stroke. I walked in and found her immediately, it helped that she was the solely black adult female in the coffee shop. She had a better dead body than I expected, with a curvy anatomy and big tits for a pocket-sized physique. I thought it would be awkward, but the conversation flowed freely and after a few minutes she said that she wanted to go through with it but wanted to lay out some solid ground linguistic rule about her fantasy.

She said that she wanted the experience to be as close to substantial rape as possible, even though she knew it would be me. I asked her if she wanted a safety word, and she said absolutely not, as it would spoil the fantasy. Under no fate was I to discontinue until I wanted to. Immediately I had a million thinking swimming through my mind of what I was going to do. I could barely contain myself. Then she told me that the most crucial theatrical role was that I degraded her verbally while I used her. She said that anything goes, but she really wanted mortal to engage her in slipstream gambol. I did n't know much about it, but I got the jist of what she was saying.

Finally, she established a rule that it had to be within 30 days and at her home, not in populace or a random place. She slide me an gasbag with her key and address and we parted direction. 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 wait. Conversely, if I waited too long, she would know it was coming in the next few days.

A few daytime later I went to her menage around 8 and waited in the car, trying to see when she went to wreak. certain enough, at about 8:30 she left the sign. I went back the succeeding day and she left at the same time. I went in that day to give a look around her mansion. It was a spacious 3 bedroom place, with no evidence of a beau or kids. I looked briefly around her bedroom, which was innocuous at best. She had normal wearing apparel, nothing too far-out, no evidence of sex toys. She was by all accounts -- rule.

I found a planner in her authority with her work and social activities. It seemed that she was a creature of use and worked every day from 9-5 with trips to the gym directly after study on Monday, Wednesday and Friday. I had a architectural plan now, wait until she got home from the gym, in the closet or lav 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 place at 6:30 and could hardly sit still. I waited in her large waltz closet, careful to not hit a disturbance. I was queasy as I heard her enter the house as the door slammed behind her. She came into the way and immediately entered the adjoining shower.

As the shower turned off, I knew it was time to make my move. I slowly opened the door a crevice and waited for her to come out. She had just a towel on and was grabbing some apparel off of the bed. I took a deep breathing place, gaining courage and threw the doorway exposed. 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 give up. She kicked at me while simultaneously screaming. I caught her left leg and pulled her towards me as I used my redress hired hand to snap up her other articulatio talocruralis."Shut up you stupid strumpet"I said commandingly as I pulled her so her ass was nearly hanging off the edge of the bed.

She was now flat on the bed, her perfectly shaped bleak ass staring back at me. I had my hands on her coxa pressing her down to the bed so she couldn't motility. She was stronger than I thought she'd be, and she never stopped fighting. She kept screaming as I took one of my hands off of her hips to unwrap my belt. I grabbed her by the back of the head and slammed her grimace into the mattress."Keep screaming you dumb bitch, I like it better that way. I kept one hand firmly planted on the back of her header as I undid my belt and let my pants fall to the level. My cock was fully hard as I was enjoying this much more than I even thought I would. I pulled my cock out through the front of my pugilist, not wanting to blow time trying to remove them.

I was fully hard and just under 8 in long, but extremely thick. Some girls have compared it to the girth of a soda can, although it wasn't THAT thick, I was much deep than norm. I pressed the brain of my tool against her hole, excited to feel that she was already very wet. She whimpered loudly as I pressed myself into her tight kitty extremely backbreaking. She twisted her head to the side and I could see tear in her eyes as I began to bang her once besotted pussy as hard as I could."That's it whore, take that fat white peter like blackened sluts are supposed to"I said with command.

Her pussy was incredibly wet and she was obviously enjoying it, even as she struggled to lift her headway off the bed or wiggle her ass away from me. I thought I might cum too soon, so I took my thick peter out of her and site my hands on her shoulders and leaned down to whisper to her."What was that ? You want my huge 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 endorse no came from her lips I began to slide into her ass, using her pussycat succus as lube.

I fucked her ass without mercy for a few minute 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 tight bastard. I shot spurt after jet of hot cum into her asshole for what seemed to be a arcminute. I slid my dick out of her as I watched her gaping asshole slowly begin to return to convention size of it. Without taking my hands off of her articulatio humeri I leaned down and said to her"all you Black person slovenly woman are good for is taking cock, remember that."
I pulled my pants up as she laid there crying and headed immediately for the room access. I exited as quickly as possible, trying to keep the reality of the fantasy intact. On my campaign household, I had so much adrenaline that I was shaking. I got home and had a steady deglutition, trying to calm down. Holy shit that was amazing. About an hour after I got domicile, she text me a two work text message -"Thank you"

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