Mr. Black person & Ivory : intro

This is the storey of a young whiteboi and his former black dada. A account of love, friendly relationship and a cryptic darkness lust.

A little about me : Ever since i was untried I had loved both the Male and female person consistency. Beautiful faces, lickable tits, sexy hips, dicks and everything else ! I was a short-circuit adolescent ( 5'2 155lbs, thick orchard apple tree ass with large hips and a bantam smooth undefined upper consistency, unclean blonde little hair and I always liked to keep my trunk shaved ) growing up in the late '90 's and early 2000 's I was used to having computers, internet, and all the porn my teenage torso could handle. I was a very picket white 17yr old boy about to deform 18, and I had always enjoyed chatting online with hoi polloi from wherever, about whatever, usually just casual schmooze about life sentence, lovemaking, and how things were going in general. I also had just discovered my juju of wearing panties and woman 's clothes. I had started my own aggregation of pantie that I would weary as I would dress up, watch smut, and talk to strangers.

Since I was a teen I would frequent multiple chatrooms, straight, bi, and sometimes gay under the public figure, `` off-white cd. '' belatedly one eventide I was on one of the bi chat rooms I would frequent, when I recieved an incoming messag from a man named `` Mr. Shirley Temple. '' He started the conversation with a, `` Hey gurl, how'r you doing ? Huge fan of blank cd 's here, asl ? ''. I responded, '' I 'm good, just chatting, how'r you ? 17 almost 18yo, m ( like to cd ), nyc. How about you ? ``, I asked. He told me he was a 42 twelvemonth old, single black male person, also from ny as well. He asked what brought a kid like me to a chat room, I told him how I enjoyed talking to people, and he agreed as we embarked on a night foresighted session of learning a bit about each other. We had talked about my failed high school school love life, and my love of porn. We talked about his work, nerdy hobbies, and his sexual love life as well.

After we had talked all about verbalise living, love and responsibilities, we began talking about porn, crossdressers, trans, char, and men. After chatting with each other for hours, learning secrets, and sharing our inner most fantasies. We had begun to probe into how much we like gob and crossdressers and he was of course thrilled when I told him how I enjoyed dressing in all sorts of kit. He expressed how much he loved a big white ass in panties and we laughed.The topic eventually got on to if we wanted to meet up sometime. It happened to be perfect timing for my my birthday was comig up the next weekend, and if he wanted to run across me at a club to celebrate, meet, and party. Although I was just turning 18 he suggested we go to a club and dance .I agreed because one thing about me is, I LOVE TO terpsichore ! ! ! !

So we continued taking throughout the Night, since neither of us had to work in the morning or the next day. He asked how farsighted I had been dressing, and I replied, `` About a twelvemonth, ex-gf left a clump of panties over, and I tried some on one day and loved how they felt. '' He told me about before the married woman he would frequent clubs and BAR and screw all the cunning sissies. He seemed, to possess a story for everything ! Hardcore, mixed, bdsm, anal, bi, gay, orgies, and more ! And sometimes mix of multiple ! ! I was amazed by some of his stories, and he had a way with him that turned me on as he chatted me up. He asked if I was a Virgin and I told him I had done it with some girlfriend 's, but never with guys ; although there had been some playful Night 's with friends from mellow school, but was all saccade and blowing. After talking for sometime about his fetishes, mainly including whiten ass, big booty, crossdressers, tranny 's and pretty a good deal everything ! lol ! After talking about his fetish for some time he eventually asked me, '' How long have you liked the dim cock ?. '' I sat back in my chair as I was baffled, I had actually never given raceway a thought when it cam to sexuality, but I was intrigued by interrogative sentence, and told him, `` Idk, never thought that grim tool was different from others. '' He told me, '' LOL, go search some porno videos on ignominious cock and you 'll get turned on boi, '' he said as i could opine him laughing as typing. He told me to charter a few minutes to search bbc video recording on some pornography sites and get back to him. I instantly went searching and cam across a television of a fat assed white sexy, bosomy beautiful milf, and a huge hung aphrodisiac black stud. I loved the fat ass of the milf, as she bent over and shook her ass for the camera, and all of a sudden there it was, a fat black putz, larger than anything I had ever seen, easily 5x my tiny white adolescent cock. While watching the milf and the bbc romp around I realized I was fully aroused and super turned on !
I messaged Mr. Negro back with my observations, and my self-disgust as I told him how sexy and hot big black cocks looked, and that he was right on about them being larger. He laughed and of grade teased me about how black cock was crowing than my tweed cock, but then he asked if I wanted to trade some film and see eachother more. I said sure as shooting, and within minutes he sent multiple pictures of him, his abs, his sexy trunk and his gordeous fat black cock !

More turned on than I had ever been, I instantly began the operation of showering, shaving, and dressing up cute to ask pics.I opened up my secret girly clothes draftsman and got a pair of white step-in, fishnets, and a few early goodies. I sent him some sets of me in a cute slutty cheerleading Allhallows Eve dress, red and whiteness, with White person panties underneath, and another of me in fishnet soundbox stockings exposing my albumen ass and ping boipussy for him. After they were sent he replied in indorsement with more word-painting of him stroking his fat cock, and telling me how he loves the shape and expression of my phat white ass. I was overwhelmed and flattered, feeling better than I ever had talking to this random erstwhile stranger online.

We had chatted all night and by the afternoon, we were both about to pass out and fall asleep. We made design to talk that night and throughout the week, and especially Friday ! A.K.A my natal day ! We said or goodbyes on schmoose and continued casually texting throughout the workweek, mostly talking about how aphrodisiacal we found one another, and he of course of study teased me about being curious for his hammer ! Sending pics all throughout the day, asking what I wanted to do with it, and attempting to turn over me on ; and it would work of course !

The week had progressed as expected : I had taken more motion-picture show of my pallid gabardine body in aphrodisiac pantie and sissy apparel, and in turn he showed me more of his big opprobrious cock and hard monumental sexy body. He had instructed me to watch some `` effeminate hypno '' television. So I obeyed, and watched, oddly turned on by the racial undertones and gravelly hardcore sex. Initially I thought they were dense, but as the Clarence Shepard Day Jr. went by and I browsed more I found myself being turned on by the little affair. Such as the videos talking about sexy alpha men, usually black men, milksop white boy, and beautiful curvy adult female, but as it all progressed all I could think about was Mr. Blacks hard eubstance and his devil fat mordant cock ! The calendar week went on slowly as all I could think about was Mr. inkiness.