. :D++++My history with black women goes back to when I lost my virginity as a teen. It was something like 15 years later before I fucked one for the ...irst time bareback a few years ago.I was very lucky in finding online a curvy, hot, black woman who was fairly local and loved the idea of a white guy shooting deep inside her. We emailed each other for about a week before we arranged the date.The night came and it looked as if she would blow me out as she was stuck with her family and couldn't. I took the washcloth and went in the bathroom and came back and cleaned him off and covered him up and thanked him. Then I cleaned my face and got ready for the next round. When it was time to go home I went in his room and gave him a paper showing my address and which bus to take . I gave him money for bus fare and told him I will wait at the bus stop for him to lead him to my place. After I got home I showered and changed and made a quick chili dish for lunch. I just emptied 6 cans of chili. Although we stayed out of the competition, we coachedother people. We got to be known by many passengers as the "dance teachers".I was constantly invited to dance with male partners, not unusual for a realwoman, but certainly new for me, especially when she has to dance backwardsin heels. I found slow dancing in a man's arms wasn't all that badstrangeand a bit awkward at first, but I adapted to it. Sometimes, after the dance,my partner would give me a thank you kiss on the cheek. One kissed me. Fresh from her shower, she was squeaky clean and smelled lightly of citrus, good enough to eat. And that is what I planned to do. I pulled her onto the bed beside me and she sucked my tongue into her mouth, any lingering resistance now gone, and our hands roamed freely over our electric flesh. I kissed her neck and sucked her stiff nipples and my fingers found their way into her clammy clatch. She moaned with joy.“Yes…” she hissed, “You’re finally going to have me. How do you like that, Chad?”I.