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How I got into Black Men
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This day was probably one of the most embarrassing days of my life and eventually what led me to dancing later on. It was my senior year of high school, I was dating this guy named John. We were together for about 2 years and I thought everything was perfect until I heard he was cheating on me from my best friend. Not only did I confront him, I caught him. I was furious, looking back idk how I didnt try and kill him. I went to my best friends house and just cried and didnt know what to do with my life, I felt it was just done. But my best friend pretty must told me to wake the fuck up, that he was garbage and I could do better. I wanted revenge. In high school I was the emo, band t shirt and jeans type, I didn't really get a whole lot of attention. Not too many guys knew I had a big butt or 36DD tits because I did my best to hide it. The only person that knew I had a thick body was a guy named Darnel, who lived a few houses down. One day last summer he said hi to me while I was washing my car...only I didnt realize until later that the reason he kept walking by to say hi was because I was in a bikini. Ever since I knew he liked me, he hit on me here and there and id usually brush it off. I never really thought about dating black men because my parents were so against it. But i wanted John to feel like shit for dumping me, so right there I made a plan to get my revenge. The next day I was dressing to impress. I wore a matching black bra and thong, yogas brown uggs and a striped blue and white sweater with my hair down and tits bulging out. I got so many looks I couldnt believe it. I texted Darnel throughout school, i winked at him in the hallway and talked to him at his locker, at lunch and at study halls. I was waiting for just the right move, and it came. At Darnels locker my ex was walking towards us. Without even thinking I spun Darnel around, dropped his books and kissed him. I shoved my tongue down his throat and pinned him against the lockers. People stopped and stared and I looked at my ex out of the corner of my eye, he was in shock. Then out of no where Darnel grabs my butt, squeezing and spanking me in front of everyone. He reached his hand inside my leggings and started pulling on my thong strap. I had to just go along with it, I had to pretend I loved to, to ruin John. And it did, he ran away crying his eyes out. I did it, mission complete. I pushed off of Darnel, took his hand out of my pants picked up my books and went to class. I walked past so many dirty looks and rude comments without a care. I did what I wanted to do to make him feel like shit. Only I didnt expect the rumors about me to spread like they did. I wasn't known or popular, so I thought people would just forget. The next day I came to school and had "Nicole BBC SLUT" sharpied on my locker. People laughed at me and called me a whore, but I tried to ignore it. The rumors got around to where most of the black dudes started hitting on me more. On my walk home from school two black guys i went to school with kept asking what they need to do to fuck me. After they left another guy walked up behind me, grabbed my ass and said "baby you need a big black cock don't you?" I pushed him off and told him to leave me alone. I was tired of this, my reputation was ruined all because I wanted revenge. When I got home Darnel was waiting on my porch. I asked him what he wanted when he told me he wanted to be my first black man. I was shocked but before I could say anything he covered my mouth. I tried to jerk away and push him off but he just looked into my eyes and said "hey" (i stopped moving) then he just kissed me. It was a kiss I will never forget. I stood in front of my house making out with a black man. The rush was insane. I knew no one was home, so I took Darnel inside. We ran into my room and I threw him on my bed. I threw off my shirt, took off his when I remembered I had condoms in my bathroom. I kissed him and said "Hang on black boy hehe" and walked out the room. I heard rustling while I was undressing, and getting the condoms but I figured he was just getting undressed. In my bathroom I striped down to nothing but a bra and thong. I walked into the room rubbing my tits and said "Dude, I always wandered what a black man tasted like hehe" He said to me "Mhmmmm why don't you find out for yourself Nicole." I got down on my knees in front of him and pulled off his clothes. His dick was huge, the biggest cock I have ever seen. I took it with both hands and just jerked him off up and down, teasing him pretending to lick it. Finally he took my head and shoved it down around he cock and I started blowing him. I was in heaven, I never felt like this before. His cock filled up my mouth and I couldn't stop drooling over it. The sounds turned him on and made him harder. Slurping, sucking, popping and smacking all over my tongue, mouth and face drove him wild. At this point I couldn't take it, I shoved him back on my bed, pulled off my bra and panties and mounted him. Shoving his cock inside me was a moment I will never be able to forget, the moment I became a black only girl. I moaned, I moaned so loud I was amazed the neighbors didn't hear me. Groaning I took his cock, I fell over him, taking his dick hard in my pussy. I was so wet that my thong was drenched.I wanted it so bad and I didnt even know it. Here I was, getting fucked by a black man less then a week after my ex cheated and dumped me, and in my own room no less. He grabbed my ass and rolled on top of me. My legs were spread, I wanted it so bad. He plowed his cock into my tight pussy as I made noises I never made before, felt things I never felt before and came like I never came before in my life. He fucked me for a half hour, knowing my parents would be home soon. I had to stop it. When he finally got off me, he had came three times to my seven...My pussy was a sore, cum filled mess. Shocked I said dude! I thought you put on a condom! "Sorry Nic I forgot lol you didnt want it anyway." Catching my breath I just sat there trying to make sense of it all. He got dressed and reached up on to my top shelf of my dresser. "I dont need to keep this on anymore." as he pulls his phone off the shelf, and hits a button. "YOU RECORDED THIS!? YOU CAN'T! GIVE IT TO ME!" He ran down the hallway towards the stairs, I followed him, naked and still sore from fucking him. I ran halfway down the stairs to see my mom getting out of her car, she was home from work! I ran back up stairs to get clothes on. Darnel walked out the door, said hi to my mom and went back to his house. The next day changed my life forever. The next morning I expected the worst when I walked into school. Everyone was looking at me, everyone looked grossed out. Friends called me a nigger slut, guys called me a mudshark and black guys just hit on me even more. I had 8 notes in slide into my locker, all from guys wanting sex. During my 2nd period gym class two guys broke in the the girls locker room and took my panties and bra. They left a note in my jeans that just said "sluts dont need underwear." Walking the halls I was groped, called more names and a kid who used to crush on me actually spit on my books. People played the video when I walked by, make moaning noises and make sex motions in the air. I was shaken up, but the last straw was when I found a black dildo in my locker. I pulled it out and right as i did people took pictures of me with it. I threw it away and just walked off. I didn't know what to do I was pissed and mad and sad and ashamed and everything all at once. Darnel found me sitting outside and came up to me. I was furious but before I could say anything he just said to hear him out. He told me that he exposed me because he knew how much I loved black guys. He said while he was fucking me, he just never seen me that happy or in love with feeling. He told me he exposed my so that I could feel good, all the time and not have to be shamed of it. He was so sincere that it stuck with me. He was right, I loved how it felt. I love the skin contrast, I love the size of the cocks black men have, I love the hood talk, the baggy clothes and the way society hates it. The worst day of my life changed me into who I am today. For the last five months of HS I hung out with the black crowd. My next BF was black, my prom date was black and my new girl friends were usually sisters or friends of the guy I was sleeping with. I looked into dancing my last month of high school. A club called Spankys East was only 7 blocks from my house, so I applied. They took me after a few application processes and from there my life started as Nikki the dancing queen of spades
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Posted on : Mar 3, 2018
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Commented on Mar 3, 2018
You should break your story up into paragraphs, but otherwise nice read!!
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