I always thought of myself as an alpha type, until I encountered a real alpha. It all started in middle school wrestling. I could take on any white guy that I wrestled with, but it was different when I faced and lost to my first black guy. He was taller and more muscular than I was. His sheer power was unbelievable as he manhandled me. The thing that got me the most was his smell... that strong musk took me to another universe. I believe it was at that exact moment that some wire in my brain broke and started me on my path to who I am today.
It made me furious at first. Why are all these black guys beating me? Why is their smell so fascinating to me? So many questions going through my head. The porn... Oh my, the porn. That's where we all get broken. The sight of huge black cocks was unbearable. I couldn't get it out of my mind, any girl I saw, I would imagine them with black guys. It made me mad, it made me horny. I didn't know what to do. I managed to get through the rest of school and graduate. I dated several women and had amazing sex. I even fell in love with one girl who broke my heart. When we split up I spiraled down into my deep, dark pleasure escape.
I was working a boring office job, sitting in a cubicle for eight hours a day. I would goon out to BBC porn all day while I got my work done. I posted a few ads on Craigslist back then looking to take a black cock for the first time. I talked to a few guys but would always flake out. I was so afraid, yet so needing of it.
It all changed one day, I make my usual post, looking for my first time. I took a picture of myself in my ex's panties that she had left before we broke up. I started talking to this guy, he was nice and cool. We seemed to have messaged for hours. He let me know that we could do anything I wanted and there was no pressure.
I ended up falling asleep in my ex's panties and woke up at around 4 am. I picked up my phone and replied to him, saying I was sorry that I fell asleep, he texted back surprisingly fast and said that we should meet up. Half asleep and horny as ever, I sent him my address. He replied quickly again and said he would be here in about 25 minutes. the stroke of anxiety fully woke me up, this was it... I was scared... but also excited. I threw on some shorts and a shirt and before I knew it, he was here.
I took the elevator down to the first floor and walked the long corridor to greet him at the entrance. He was like a foot taller than me, he hugged me, I felt so small. I awkwardly led him back down the hallway to the elevator. Hoping no one would see me, but also kinda like that, I'm being a dirty little slut out in public. We get into the elevator and he began grabbing my ass. I pull one side of my panties out for him to see. He grinned as the doors opened and we head into my apartment.
It was a small studio, we both sat on the couch, and he began with some small talk. He must have seen my weed pipe because he suggests that we smoke a bowl. I pack one up and we smoked. After we finish, he leans towards me and kisses me. I was blown away by how forward and strong he was. 'Is this what girls feel like?' I thought to myself as he starts to get hands on.
"You wanna taste it?" He asked, pulling down his pants, without hesitation, I drop to my knees. He stands up and takes off his boxers. I go in and start kissing his half-erect cock, I have no idea what to do. This is my first time in this kind of situation and then it hit me, there it is again... that smell, the smell of black male testosterone I knew all those years ago. My brain must have burned out a few more wires something took control of me. I started licking his tip and shaft making my way up and down his long cock. He quickly became rock-hard. He pushes my head, shoving his cock down my throat. I gag, he did it again. I gag once more and he let me up for air.
I'm not sure if I did a bad job giving head for my first time or if he just wanted to fuck as it did not take him much time to ask if I wanted to get fucked. Of course, I did, I never needed anything more.
I obliged by undressing, he bent me over the couch and began eating my ass, it felt so good. He spits onto my hole and slide a finger in working it around, in and out adding more spit as needed.
Before I knew it, I was feeling his huge cock pressing up against my hole. I could feel all the spit move around. His tip catches my hole and he tries to push in. I whimper and retreat, he pulls me back onto him and goes again. He knew that I was gonna keep running from his dick while we are on the couch and suggested that we go to my bed.
For some weird reason, I didn't want him on my bed. I dropped to the ground and sprawled by bitch ass out on all fours. He seemed happy with that. He stuck his finger in me again and applied even more spit, I could feel my hole loosening up. I was so ready for him, he tells me to relax as he grabs me by the waist. I feel his cock press up against me once again. He starts to press into me. My hole stretches open around his tip. It was a burning pain but felt amazing. He pushed harder, forcing more of his cock into me. he opened my hole wider as I moaned in pain but loved every second of it. He slid his whole cock in me, harder and faster with each thrust. I whimpered, screamed, and moaned. I felt like a girl, like a dirty little slut. I couldn't believe there was a big black cock pounding out my ass.
After a while, the pain went away and I was enjoying it more. I was almost in tears as this black king was making me his bitch. I'm not sure how long it lasted, but it felt like forever. He finally moaned out that he was gonna cum. I didn't want it to end, but I wanted his sweet surprise. He trusted me so hard for a few pumps while he blasted his load into me. I could feel a warm sensation spew deep inside of me. We both let out moans as he pulls out.
We both stand up. I'm all shy and he asks how my first time was. I told him I liked it, which was a lie... I loved it. He asked if I wanted to go again? I would have loved to and I should have but I lied and told him I had to go to work soon. He went to clean up in the bathroom. I slip back into the panties and stood there awkwardly until he was done. While he was getting dressed, I said we should do this again soon, he agreed and walked out the door, and I never saw him again.
I lay down in my bed. I have cum leaking out of me, soaking my ex's panties. I start to finger myself, licking the stranger's cum off my fingers. I jerk myself as the sun rises, and fall asleep without cleaning up.
This was just the beginning of my path supporting the BNWO. I am now 29. Engaged to a sexy woman and secretly service a black master.
It made me furious at first. Why are all these black guys beating me? Why is their smell so fascinating to me? So many questions going through my head. The porn... Oh my, the porn. That's where we all get broken. The sight of huge black cocks was unbearable. I couldn't get it out of my mind, any girl I saw, I would imagine them with black guys. It made me mad, it made me horny. I didn't know what to do. I managed to get through the rest of school and graduate. I dated several women and had amazing sex. I even fell in love with one girl who broke my heart. When we split up I spiraled down into my deep, dark pleasure escape.
I was working a boring office job, sitting in a cubicle for eight hours a day. I would goon out to BBC porn all day while I got my work done. I posted a few ads on Craigslist back then looking to take a black cock for the first time. I talked to a few guys but would always flake out. I was so afraid, yet so needing of it.
It all changed one day, I make my usual post, looking for my first time. I took a picture of myself in my ex's panties that she had left before we broke up. I started talking to this guy, he was nice and cool. We seemed to have messaged for hours. He let me know that we could do anything I wanted and there was no pressure.
I ended up falling asleep in my ex's panties and woke up at around 4 am. I picked up my phone and replied to him, saying I was sorry that I fell asleep, he texted back surprisingly fast and said that we should meet up. Half asleep and horny as ever, I sent him my address. He replied quickly again and said he would be here in about 25 minutes. the stroke of anxiety fully woke me up, this was it... I was scared... but also excited. I threw on some shorts and a shirt and before I knew it, he was here.
I took the elevator down to the first floor and walked the long corridor to greet him at the entrance. He was like a foot taller than me, he hugged me, I felt so small. I awkwardly led him back down the hallway to the elevator. Hoping no one would see me, but also kinda like that, I'm being a dirty little slut out in public. We get into the elevator and he began grabbing my ass. I pull one side of my panties out for him to see. He grinned as the doors opened and we head into my apartment.
It was a small studio, we both sat on the couch, and he began with some small talk. He must have seen my weed pipe because he suggests that we smoke a bowl. I pack one up and we smoked. After we finish, he leans towards me and kisses me. I was blown away by how forward and strong he was. 'Is this what girls feel like?' I thought to myself as he starts to get hands on.
"You wanna taste it?" He asked, pulling down his pants, without hesitation, I drop to my knees. He stands up and takes off his boxers. I go in and start kissing his half-erect cock, I have no idea what to do. This is my first time in this kind of situation and then it hit me, there it is again... that smell, the smell of black male testosterone I knew all those years ago. My brain must have burned out a few more wires something took control of me. I started licking his tip and shaft making my way up and down his long cock. He quickly became rock-hard. He pushes my head, shoving his cock down my throat. I gag, he did it again. I gag once more and he let me up for air.
I'm not sure if I did a bad job giving head for my first time or if he just wanted to fuck as it did not take him much time to ask if I wanted to get fucked. Of course, I did, I never needed anything more.
I obliged by undressing, he bent me over the couch and began eating my ass, it felt so good. He spits onto my hole and slide a finger in working it around, in and out adding more spit as needed.
Before I knew it, I was feeling his huge cock pressing up against my hole. I could feel all the spit move around. His tip catches my hole and he tries to push in. I whimper and retreat, he pulls me back onto him and goes again. He knew that I was gonna keep running from his dick while we are on the couch and suggested that we go to my bed.
For some weird reason, I didn't want him on my bed. I dropped to the ground and sprawled by bitch ass out on all fours. He seemed happy with that. He stuck his finger in me again and applied even more spit, I could feel my hole loosening up. I was so ready for him, he tells me to relax as he grabs me by the waist. I feel his cock press up against me once again. He starts to press into me. My hole stretches open around his tip. It was a burning pain but felt amazing. He pushed harder, forcing more of his cock into me. he opened my hole wider as I moaned in pain but loved every second of it. He slid his whole cock in me, harder and faster with each thrust. I whimpered, screamed, and moaned. I felt like a girl, like a dirty little slut. I couldn't believe there was a big black cock pounding out my ass.
After a while, the pain went away and I was enjoying it more. I was almost in tears as this black king was making me his bitch. I'm not sure how long it lasted, but it felt like forever. He finally moaned out that he was gonna cum. I didn't want it to end, but I wanted his sweet surprise. He trusted me so hard for a few pumps while he blasted his load into me. I could feel a warm sensation spew deep inside of me. We both let out moans as he pulls out.
We both stand up. I'm all shy and he asks how my first time was. I told him I liked it, which was a lie... I loved it. He asked if I wanted to go again? I would have loved to and I should have but I lied and told him I had to go to work soon. He went to clean up in the bathroom. I slip back into the panties and stood there awkwardly until he was done. While he was getting dressed, I said we should do this again soon, he agreed and walked out the door, and I never saw him again.
I lay down in my bed. I have cum leaking out of me, soaking my ex's panties. I start to finger myself, licking the stranger's cum off my fingers. I jerk myself as the sun rises, and fall asleep without cleaning up.
This was just the beginning of my path supporting the BNWO. I am now 29. Engaged to a sexy woman and secretly service a black master.
