newcpl2 said:
My wife had her first black guy when she was 52. He was a student from Zimbabwe, in his early 20's. I got to watch which was beautiful!
He had the biggest cock she had ever seen in her life (there are pictures on this site). He was HUGE, thickness and length, she took him bareback and spent two hours screaming and swearing underneath him as he changed her life and body forever!
Since then... many more - gotta be 75 or so.
I thought it might be worth adding to this comment regarding just what a HUGE step it was for my wife to take a black man between her legs. The views stated hereafter are based upon the historical context... not our views on race... pretty obviously!!!!
My wife was born in 1948, her parents perhaps around 1920. She was born and raised in a small towm in the United Kingdom. THERE WERE NO BLACK PEOPLE in her town and very few in the UK in truth - mostly limited to the big cities, London etc. What few there were were mostly Indian or West Indian.
My wife probably didn't see a black man until she was 20!!!
Her parents would now be considered as racist, but at the time, black people were regarded as unclean, second class citizens by small town white folks; and they were to be avoided at all costs. All of the nasty words like nigger were applied as a matter of course. This wasn't because these white people were evil - it was a product of victorian society.
The reason for saying this is that for 20 years my wife didn't see a black man, when she finally did (in London) her brain had be pre-programmed to think of them as something to be avoided, an unpredictable sub-species, probably criminal, certainly dangerous and definately unclean... but lusting for her white flesh.
(It seems so disturbing typing these words - but I'm trying to throw you back to the 50's/60's...).
Married to a white man for 20+ years, living in a small village with no real ******** to black men, bringing up kids and being a mom, she lived a sheltered (but ostensibly 'normal') life into the 1990's, whereupon she said "screw you, my kids are grown" and divorced him.
Enter me..., child of the 60's, born to progressive parents, educated alongside people of all races, travelled the world, live in America with a massive black population, truthfully; I never gave the second class citizen view a thought - we're all pink on the inside so what the fuck... pain hurts us all equally.
A couple of years into our relationship, we have a long talk about wants, desires and fantasies and I mention the idea of seeing her underneath a black man... IMAGINE the chill that ran down her spine at that point - just try and imagine the context of her upbringing and what a taboo that concept represented!
A few chats, a couple of social meetings and a stiff drink or two later and she's kneeling in front of a black man dropping his pants to see the biggest cock she's ever seen flop infront of her face, knowing that she is past the point of no return and that this thing is going to be ****** into her insides where it will leave that 'unclean' deposit... That was a huge step for her.
Of course, the rest is history, through ******** to black men socially and thanks to the modern age, she is now entirely comfortable with black men and willingly gives her body to them, in fact prefering them to white lovers for all the well documented reasons.
Quite a change, quite a moment... that first time. Rather different from a 19 year old these days.