My First Interracial Experience

[UhlBWett]

I first shared this post as part of a "get to know me" exchange with another Lister who was curious about the Bdsm Lifestyle. That was last Wednesday and I haven't heard back from her since, guess she didn't like something I shared, so I thought I would share it with the rest of you. You can share your own first interracial experience if you like or your thoughts about mine. I'd love to hear from others on this

I first discovered my hunger for women of color back in 1979 while at a friend's HS graduation party, when I slipped back behind the barn with a beautiful, large breasted black classmate and a couple beers. We had known each other for many years and we always flirted in class. We chatted and drank our beer. When the beer was gone, I took advantage of the clear sexual tension between us and pinned her to the side of the barn and tasted her full dark lips. She grabbed my ass and hungrily pulled me closer.

In no time at all I had her tank top and bra pushed up over her breasts. Her nipples were dark, hard and firm. I kissed them and sucked them griping her tits roughly as if they belonged to me. She responded with receptive whimpers and begged me for more. I un-snapped her cut-off jean shorts and slid my hand quickly beneath the waist band of her panties. I slid my fingers through her thick bristly pubes, down to her warm wet folds. She gasped, bit my lip and arched her back as I gently slid my two middle fingers, two knuckles deep into her hot wet pussy.

I worked them slowly in and out, swirled them in a circular motion inside her then pulled my hand out and brought it to my face. I rubbed my wet middle finger between my nose and upper lip, leaving a trail of her juices, savoring her intoxicating scent. She was already wildly unbuckling my jeans as I ran my tongue between my fingers, then pushed them to and then between her lips. She tried to turn her head, but I forced her to taste her own sweetness. She undid my jeans, moaning with urgency and excitement.

My jeans fell quickly to the ground. I leaned forward and yanked her bright yellow panties and denim shorts down around her ankles. I then put my hands on her shoulders and pushed her to her knees in the barnyard dirt. Her face quickly found my crotch and her warm wet lips savagely began devouring my hard white cock. The sight and sounds of her sucking and slurping let me know she was all in for whatever happened next. I told her to wet my entire shaft and lick my tightening balls, she obediently did as she was told. I was ready for more.

I slipped my hands into her arm pits and lifted her back to her feet, I turned her towards the barn and with one hand flat between her shoulder blades, gently pressed the side of her face and her big black tits to the weathered barn siding. She slid down slightly pushing her gorgeous ass outward. I slapped both her naked buttocks playfully and repeatedly, then slid my hand over her ass crack and up between her thighs. My fingers plunged into her dripping pussy once more, causing her entire body to shake.

I moved up behind her, grabbing her waist with one hand and the base of my saliva covered cock with the other. "Fuck me!" she begged, "I need your cock!", as I lined up my swollen pink spongy head up against her wet meaty lips. With one slow steady thrust, I slid balls deep into her. The head of my cock brushed squarely against the mouth of her cervix as I entered here. I began to fuck her, gently at first then more wildly as the fires of lust overtook us. In less than two minutes she was cumming.

She started to scream out loud until I shoved my fingers into her mouth once again, fearful that other party goers might hear her. Her body convulsed and here pussy tightened around my cock, pushing me even closer to orgasm. 4-5 hazy thrusts later my bareback white cock was coating the walls of her well fucked cunt with warm creamy cum. I stayed inside her thrusting gently, fondling her hanging breasts and playfully kissing her lips until my shrinking cock slid from her gaping pussy.

The striking contrast of our light and dark skin tones and the "taboo" nature of the encounter was so erotic. It was the first "out of race " sexual experience for both of us. A scenario we replayed three times that summer before she went of to college in the Fall.

We made out a little more before getting dressed and heading back to the party. We tried to act innocent, but others could tell by her tangled hair, the look on her face, the dirt on her knees and the way she was walking, there was more to the story. She was carrying my seed inside her. We were young and naïve back then. I guess we both dogged a bullet.

UBW

 

[JackOffer]

My first interracial experience was with a black co-workers wife. She wanted to have a half white baby and they asked me to be the father. I readily agreed to do it. Now my daughter is married to a black BBW and I am married to her older brother, so I have lots of interracial sex.

 

[ChrissyCD64]

My first interracial experience was with a black co-workers wife. She wanted to have a half white baby and they asked me to be the father. I readily agreed to do it. Now my daughter is married to a black BBW and I am married to her older brother, so I have lots of interracial sex.

My wife and I both had our first interracial experience with our daughter's husband, and oue second with our son's wife.

 

[angela40]

Married to a bbc

I am delighted you shared your memory. My memory was being married to a bbc. It only lasted 3 years. During those years it was a ride from the mountain into the valley and up the mountain again numerous times. I understand your feelings and memory.

 

[UhlBWett]

Wow!

Thank you all for sharing your memories and experiences. I hope more people stop by and share theirs.

UBW

 

[mikendel]

We used a friend finder site. He was huge!!!! I took as much as I could and it was a great experience. Have had many more since and not as big.

 

[DennisB]

I dated a few women who were a different race from me. I didn’t look for them because they were different than I, actually we all shared some of the same characteristics; had a great sense of humor, fun and outgoing, sensual, and great friends. They all just had darker skin than I. The only issues we had were other whites and other blacks. We would be walking down the street on the way to the restaurant or movie theater and she could hear other blacks talking about her saying things like, “why is that fine woman going out with that white guy? Can’t she date within her own color?” I would hear other whites whispering things like, “why does he have to go out with a black girl? Surely he can find a nice white girl to go out with.”

Some people just can’t see past the color. Sad. But you can’t change the world. However, on top of a wonderful friendship, great times, awesome sex, as we both laid there sweaty, gasping for air, we did notice how enticing the color contrast was! Like an extra added bonus!

 

[soflabbwlvr]

My first attraction to black women occurred when I was in high school. I attended a two-week program at small college in a distant part of the state, where I developed a huge crush on one of the other students. She was a beautiful black woman from a small town a few hours from me. She was my first interracial interest. At the same time, one of our instructors was a young black woman who had just graduated from college. She flirted with me outrageously. I don't know if she was interested, or if she just enjoyed teasing me because she knew I was interested in the other girl. In the end, nothing ever happened with either of these two women.

Four years later, however, it was a different story. I was taking a Greyhound bus from Pensacola to Daytona Beach at the start of Christmas break. The bus stopped around 4:00 PM in Tallahassee. Everyone was instructed to get off the bus for the driver's hour break. Tallahassee is the home of Florida State University, so I expected to find some hot college girls roaming the station. I was not disappointed. I became interested in a cute black girl with a huge suitcase who was clearly on her way home for Christmas. When the break was over and it was time to board the bus again, I found myself near the back of the line and she was right behind me.

The bus was almost full when another driver approached the line and said he was traveling the same route and his bus was empty. I jumped at the chance to board the empty bus over the full bus, and quickly boarded the second bus. While I was putting my gear in the overhead storage, the cute girl boarded and took the seat directly across the aisle from mine. I knew then that she was at least interested in becoming acquainted. Two other people boarded the bus, one taking a seat in the rear, and the other taking a seat toward the front. We had the middle section all to ourselves. I introduced myself, and we started talking to one another about college life, home, etc.

Our isolation didn't last long. The bus made frequent stops, and before long it was half full with other passengers. Realizing that we would eventually be forced to share seats with others, I invited her to sit next to me. She quickly agreed. We talked a while longer, but it was getting dark and she started to get sleepy. She closed her eyes and put her head on my shoulder. I took off my trench coat and covered us both with it like a blanket. And then things started to get interesting.

She turned toward me and we kissed. We kissed a lot. Here we were in the middle of a crowded bus, driving through the deep south, and I was being kissed by this gorgeous young black woman. I didn't know if it was a good idea to continue, but I couldn't stop. She was intoxicating. A few minutes later I felt her hands moving beneath the coat, unfastening my belt. Next was the snap and then the zipper on my pants. She reached into my underwear, pulled out my cock, and started stroking it. I enjoyed her handjob for a while, and then went to work on her zipper. I worked my hand into her tight jeans and found a soaking wet pussy nestled in a thick bush. We played with each other under the coat for about an hour.

The driver announced "Jacksonville stop in twenty minutes." She whispered in my ear, "let's go to the bathroom in the back." I asked her if she was serious, as the bus was completely full. She said she wanted to fuck me. I said, "but all these people will know." She asked me, "what do you care, you'll never see any of them again?" I couldn't argue with that. I said OK.

She made her way to the back, and a minute later I joined her in the bathroom. It was tiny, but we had just enough room. She pulled her jeans and underwear to the floor and spread her legs. I pushed my pants to my knees, leaned into her, and pushed my cock inside her. We fucked furiously for about five minutes. I wish I had lasted longer, but the hour of foreplay pushed me to far along the path to orgasm. I filled her pussy with a nice load of cum, kissed her, and then pulled up my pants and made my way back to my seat. She followed a minute later. We kissed until the bus stopped. She got off first, and I followed behind a minute later. The last I saw of her she was standing with her parents. We locked eyes but didn't say anything. I made my way to my connecting bus, and never saw her again.

I have enjoyed many black women since then, but she will always hold a special place in my heart.

 

[DennisB]

I have lived this way my whole life…….”I don’t care what you do as long as it doesn’t hurt me or my family.”

Why can’t everybody live this way? If you want to date him….go for it. If you want to date her….have a great time. Now if you want to set up a go cart track in your backyard and have races at night and keep me up, NO. Lol