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Fabulous!
I could see myself falling in love with a Black man like this. I'm totally in to public displays of affection, holding hands, arms around each others waist. meeting his friends and gladly showing them how I felt about their friend. I'd be proud to show the world how I felt when I was with my Black stud.
Being a Black man's wife, cooking meals for him and having sex whenever, wherever he wanted would make me a happy wife. And you know what they say, "Happy wife, Happy life" and I'd make sure he was totally happy.
In college I experimented with girls and guys. I like the whole package with girls and mostly just like the dick with guys. I met a black guy at a party and he really came on to me. He asked me if I was open to sucking him off and I took his hand, led him to the back yard and sucked him off. When he came, he warned me he was about to cum, I moaned in the affirmative and held him tighter with my mouth and embrace letting him know not to pull out. He came and I swallowed. I held him in my mouth for a couple minutes after without licking him as he was too sensitive. When I released his cock, there was a huge drop of cum in his pee hole. I licked it off while looking up at him. Then, he lifts me up, grabs the back of my head and kisses me deeply. I’d never been kissed by a man before. It was strange and exciting. I was a little guilty over it as it made me feel more like a faggot than a mainstream bisexual. Basically, I was still really timid about being labeled gay.
He told me he wanted to take me home and fuck me. I asked him if he had condoms. He didn’t so he picked some up on the way home. After I cleaned out, he fucked me twice on our first day knowing each other. The following days were a whirlwind of sexual activity between us. Had to go to a big box store to buy condoms in bulk.
We continued our sexual relationship for a couple months. For his birthday, I decided to let him fuck me without a condom. I wish you could see the look on his face when he figured out he was getting me bareback. He wanted me missionary so he could see my face and kiss me. While fucking me and kissing me he was more excited than usual as he was getting to really feel my insides condom free. Right before he came, he told me he loves me and put his tongue into my mouth as his cum spurted into my guts. After, we just laid in bed with him still on top of me. He actually stayed hard and was gentle fucking me. He then confessed he really loves me.
If I met somebody like Ezekiel I would ask him if he wanted me to dress like a woman when I'm at his house in other words no pants ask him if he wants me to wear a dress or a skirt in the brass
If I had a man like that getting to me I'd ask him if he wants me to have a breast for him to have my f*** him