This level took position many long time ago, when I was only 24. I had recently finished graduate school and moved to a new city where I did n't know many people. I 'd often range dating sites and Craigslist, but mostly just for fun, until a particularly interesting posting caught my eye. The post was from a charwoman seeking to discretely fulfill a rape fantasy, but it did n't yield many details. She said she preferred untested Edward White males that were fit and hard. I submitted a reply with a few pictures, not expecting to hear back. To my surprise, a few days later was a response in my inbox asking if I was grievous and if I was leave to fulfill in somebody before. I was definitely serious and we exchanged a few e-mail deciding to meet up in a coffee workshop.

Just before the meeting time she sent me a picture so I knew who to look for in the coffee shop class only a air mile or so from my planetary house. She was an attractive black female person in her late 30s, but I could n't tell much more, as it was only a head shot. I walked in and found her immediately, it helped that she was the only black-market fair sex in the coffee shop class. She had a better body than I expected, with a sonsie shape and big tits for a belittled frame. I thought it would be awkward, but the conversation flowed freely and after a few hour she said that she wanted to go through with it but wanted to lay out some ground regulation about her phantasy.

She said that she wanted the experience to be as close to existent violation as potential, even though she knew it would be me. I asked her if she wanted a refuge word, and she said absolutely not, as it would mollycoddle the fancy. Under no destiny was I to stop until I wanted to. Immediately I had a million thoughts swimming through my school principal of what I was going to do. I could barely arrest myself. Then she told me that the most important component part was that I degraded her verbally while I used her. She said that anything goes, but she really wanted someone to affiance her in race play. I did n't acknowledge 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 24-hour interval and at her dwelling, not in public or a random office. 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 lie with it was coming in the next few Clarence Shepard Day Jr..

A few days later I went to her plate around 8 and waited in the car, trying to see when she went to influence. Sure enough, at about 8:30 she left the house. I went back the next day and she left at the same time. I went in that day to have a look around her business firm. It was a spacious 3 bedroom berth, with no evidence of a boyfriend or minor. I looked briefly around her sleeping accommodation, which was innocuous at well. She had normal wearing apparel, null too kinky, no evidence of sex toys. She was by all accounts -- pattern.

I found a planner in her authority with her work and social activities. It seemed that she was a fauna of habit and worked every day from 9-5 with misstep to the gym directly after workplace on Monday, Wednesday and Fri. I had a plan now, time lag until she got home from the gym, in the press or bathroom and do it then. I know I said I was going to wait a few weeks, but the wait 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 hearty 2 weeks. She rarely broke from subprogram. I got to her place at 6:30 and could hardly sit still. I waited in her large walk-in closet, careful to not make a noise. I was uneasy as I heard her enter the home as the room access slammed behind her. She came into the room and immediately entered the adjoining shower.

As the exhibitioner turned off, I knew it was fourth dimension to make my move. I slowly opened the door a crack and waited for her to occur out. She had just a towel on and was grabbing some clothes off of the bed. I took a trench breathing spell, gaining courage and threw the door open. She turned towards me and looked shocked as I lunged at her. I had caught her by total surprisal, just as I had intended. I grabbed her by her weaponry and aggressively threw her onto the bed, causing her towel to afford 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 other mortise joint."Shut up you stupid slut"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 disgraceful ass staring back at me. I had my hands on her pelvis pressing her down to the bed so she couldn't move. 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 undo my swath. I grabbed her by the spinal column of the head and slammed her face into the mattress."Keep screeching you dumb bitch, I like it respectable that way. I kept one hand firmly planted on the back of her head as I undid my swath and let my pant fall to the storey. My cock was fully hard as I was enjoying this much more than I even thought I would. I pulled my hammer out through the front of my boxers, not wanting to squander sentence trying to off them.

I was fully gruelling and just under 8 in long, but extremely thickset. Some girl have compared it to the girth of a soda pop can, although it wasn't THAT thick, I was much thicker than average. I pressed the head of my cock against her pickle, excited to find that she was already very wet. She whimpered loudly as I pressed myself into her smashed pussy extremely grueling. She twisted her head to the slope and I could see rip in her eye as I began to slam her once tight snatch as voiceless as I could."That's it whore, take that fat white cock like Negro loose woman are supposed to"I said with command.

Her pussycat was incredibly wet and she was obviously enjoying it, even as she struggled to lift her brain 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 placed my men on her shoulders and leaned down to whisper to her."What was that ? You want my huge gumshoe 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 lips I began to slide into her ass, using her slit juices as lube.

I fucked her ass without clemency for a few min 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 prick. I shot spurt after spurt of hot cum into her asshole for what seemed to be a bit. I slid my tool out of her as I watched her gaping asshole slowly begin to revert to normal size. Without taking my hands off of her shoulders I leaned down and said to her"all you black hussy are good for is taking peter, remember that."
I pulled my pant up as she laid there crying and headed immediately for the door. I exited as quickly as possible, trying to keep the realism of the fantasize intact. On my drive home, I had so a good deal adrenaline that I was shaking. I got plate and had a soused boozing, trying to calm down. Holy shit that was amazing. About an hour after I got home, she text me a two work school text message -"Thank you"

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