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women in their 40's
Married women in their 40's need more sex than most husbands will give them. Usually it is the second husband and he has become bored with her. He is probably cheating with a young pussy. Black men can spot these women a mile away and thet are seduced so easy. It is normal and natural.
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I'm in my 50's sweetie and I still can't get enough. And I get alot....Becky:p |
Confession time!
I love being watched. Love an audience. Love being roughed up. Nothing says "you've been fucked good and proper" like welts, bruises (within reason) and bite marks. I'm a submissive who will "act up" just to be put in my place.
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Ok, I'll confess. I think most people by now know what I'm about to say because I've been commenting a lot recently.
Well, I'm extremely conflicted. I feel like I'm living two lives because on one side I'm just an honest daughter to my parents, always got great grades, and parade around in our dream of me having a beautiful white husband and giving my parents wonderful little grandchildren. They're super proud and I was raised to be super proud as well. On the other side (lately) I've been fantasizing about black men, more so their enormous penises or the quantity that they cum. The only way I seem to get off lately is when I fantasize about being taken, dominated, and even impregnated by a black man, that sort of thing. So I would climax and then immediately (sometimes right DURING climax) feel so incredibly guilty. I think about my parents and how I feel sort of like I let them down. I tell myself that never again will I think about black men or such dirty and lewdly being impregnated, but then the feelings come right back. It's such a terrible cycle. When I'm back with my parents, I smile and don't show that anything changed really. But the more I think about the entire scenario, the more I can't wait for some me-time. I never feel guilty until afterward. I've thought of many reasons why this is happening to me, and part of it might have to do with the fact that I was raised completely differently and strictly. One short story I read, a girl was slowly converted by being shown interracial porn non stop. By the end she gives in and goes crazy, and when she crumbled, I crumbled. I literally yelled out, "breed me with that black dick!" as I climaxed and it made the climax so incredibly, insanely powerful. Then of course I felt guilty and hopeless all over again. Deep down I hate this. I want to turn it off completely. I came here and to other communities to find support and sort of help to get over it and have it pass. Instead people say things like how I have jungle fever and instead of consoling me, it drives me even more crazy. I don't even know what to do anymore. The thought of impregnation and being overflowingly filled by a black guys sperm is just something my parents could never, ever know about. |
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Thank you for the good advice! The problem I'm going through is a little deeper than that. While the advice is good, I'm kind of looking for the opposite. The thing is that I don't want to want it. I really hate to want it. What I truly want deep down is not only to make my family happy and proud, but the dreams I've always had of the white husband, children, etc.
Like I sort of touched upon earlier, my sexual thoughts are at a stand still and won't seem to evolve or change as they've always have. I could be masturbating and trying to hold on real hard to a certain thought or fantasy, but it's almost like the closer I actually get to climax, the more I want to switch my thoughts to a black man, enormous penises, or the concept of being filled up by them. I do pretty good pushing those thoughts away until the tension of near climax. In the moment and the heat, I'll actually give in and as I said before, I'll totally yell out something so racy and wrong and it immediately will send me right over. Like my thoughts Switch right over to a video I've recently seen on Tumblr, where a woman keeps repeating, "Black studs breeding all the white women" as they show scenes of white girls being completely filled... Masturbating is, eh, ok I guess, until that vision forces its way into my head and I yell something absolutely ridiculous out like, "Breed me, breed me black!" They are some of the most power orgasm I think I've ever experienced, but afterwards, in tremendous guilt and regret, I wonder why I couldn't even fight the idea off. I absolutely hate that it does this to me and I don't know why. I've thought maybe it's something biological, like maybe the large penises or the amount of ejaculation is a biological thing I want, but it doesn't necessity help the guild. I just don't want to want it, at all. But it's like the more I push it away, the more that explosion is the very moment I give in. It's been a good four months or so, and it's the only thing that sends me right over the edge. :( I hate it, I'm trying to move on or get rid of it, but it drives me insane with how much my body wants it, and betrays me at every chance. If I act on it, I feel like something truly bad will happen (like pregnancy). |
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It's nothing to be ashamed of or to beat yourself up over. If you're truly worried about it, seek the advice of a professional. I don't really think by being on this site, you will find someone to talk you out of your thoughts, it might only encourage them. But, that's just my silly opinion. |
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Interracial pregnancy is not bad. |
These fantasies are natural and real
These feelings keep coming back to you despite your actions attempting to run from them. These feelings are a deep part of you; when they come knocking at the door, you need to open the door and let them in. Only in this way can you become the real you and be a peace.
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comjparing a black guy
I can only compare the black guys i have been with three. i love the striking difference of black against my own body, as you stated their movement and how they talked to me during sex. All three had different sizes. The real comparing is how i was sexually satisfied both physically and mentally over my husband.
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Sex and love aren`t the same thing, but if you find the right person... there are tons of men who want a woman like you for a wife. Many men are stuck with a wife whose sex drive is, well... nonexistant. And, that`s pretty much how things are, until they die. There is always hope, there are over 3.5 billion men in the world... don`t be afraid to wonder what husband, and what lovers are out there for you. This is a very beautiful time in human history, in many ways. |
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Is there anything you can think of that may have triggered this behavior/fantasy?
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That is what I keep telling my wife
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I have an intense confession. I was raped at 12 by 2 black men at a collage party. I'm quite a tall girl 5'8, so they probably mistakenly thought I was older. That experience being so horrible quite ruined my life, and turned me and my family heavily racist. My dad especially so, he blames the F***ing N***ers for everything.
I shortly discovered masturbation and by 15 I knew what an orgasm was, and I knew that I had felt it before during the rape, it didn't feel good then, but it had the same sort of feeling. With masturbation I discovered porn and basically became an addict, and by late 15 I started sleeping around with boys. When I discovered interracial porn, my mind was overwhelmed, everytime I watched it, it triggered those same feelings of first being raped, and there was so much conflict in me as I as so against them. When I finally slept with a black guy at 16 I wa hyperaroused and I orgasmed a few minutes into him licking my body. I subsequently became a sex addict and slept with so many men till now. I've had 6 bfs but could never manage to remain loyal and got dumped each time, so I don't date now. My dad has seen some pics of me with pakistani men and blacks which were shared against my will and now I'm dead to him I often feel depressed and lonely when I think of family and relationships and career, but when I whave sex all these feelings go away, when I have sex with a black guy, the pent up raciscm in me, the hate in me and all the skin contrast and cultureal and historical differences all explode in arousal in me, and I love using it to deplete black men completely |
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Many women will have toys in their dresser drawers for such emergencies. Some? Don't need the toys, because they are able to not let the desire get that bad. Some people can control the urges. Not a lot, but…some. But sure. She is most likely thinking about sex. Maybe not all that frequently, but it is most likely still there. WEBSITE FOR ACCESSING ONLYFANS CONTENT WITHOUT PAYMENT. |
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Hey - if you have these feelings you need to explore them, Life is short and all of that.
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Sadly i know the feeling
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But I get your point, literally two weeks ago I met a black guy at a party and after giving him a total cold shoulder we actually ended up together, he stayed at my apartment overnight, it was quite a sexual fest with my very first black guy ever that continued into the next day (twice, lol). BUT, I have not seen him since. We still talk, but I've told him I want to "process my feelings". Even though I would love him back between my sheets I have put him "on hold". Yes, there is huge guilt there for me, and probably for many of the same reasons you have guilt about your situation. |
Confessions
I have been with 4 black men over the past 12 years, there has been a few time lapses, but with current lover for last year. we are coworkers and are careful that we do not show affection during work hours.
. . Tyrel went on vacation and i was stranded without sex . Iwas horney and needed that exciting feeling of BBC.. I left work and was driving home when i noticed a black man walking on the sidewalk, I don't know why but i pulled over to the curb. I think it was my body calling . He came over to me and i rolled the window down. My mind was telling me not to speak, but when he asked me what i wanted ? I blurted out "i thinkyou know what i want". I was agast at what i had just said,but truely wanted sex . He got in and we drove to a motel. We quickly stripped and i lay on the bed watching him next to the bed and reached out and touched his penis, He got hard as i held it and I leaned forward and took him in my mouth. Oh, what comfort that gave me ,sucking on aBBC again. It was like Tyrel had never left on vacation. I must have pleasured him as he pushed me off and on my back in bed. I knew what was next and opened my married white pussy to him.I felt the head against my lips and raised myself up so he had full entrance . He slid into me and I relaxed fully knowing my pussy was getting ready for a fucking. While I didn't even know his name ,his cock spoke everything to my lonely cunt. we fucked several times ,each time me cumming hard ,him cumming inthat married pussy. |
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We ended and got dressed. As we were driving back to where I picked him up, he told me to pull into the parking lot of a store and go to the rear. I didn't know what he was thinking,but did it. I was dark now and he said he wanted to fuck me again. I wanted to say no,but not having a cock inside me for the kast week and a half ,even though my pussy was leaking his cum as we sat,I knew that I was subjective to black cock. he opened his door and slid me down and pulled up my dress and pushed my soaked panties aside and entered me again. I was slick inside and he slid totally into my pussy hitting bottom and I jerked and thought he had gone too far, but relaxed as he fucked me again. We stopped and he walked away,leaving me spread wide and sloppy with all his cum. I hurried home. I told Bob my husband that i had to work late and needed to shower.Cum was dripping out of me from the 5 fucks I had and my panties were sopping wet as i took them off. Bob walked in the bedroom as I was naked and saw how flushed I was from the past adventure. Cum started to run down my leg and he saw it and asked me what happened? i was honest and told him how lonely I was not getting Tyrel inside me for the week. He understood and hugged me. I looked down between us and saw his penis fully erect and rubbing my pussy lips . The tip was now white with traces of that guys cum and Bob , smiled and told me he wanted to feel my insides . We lay down and Bob entered my now well used pussy. I just laid there and acceptetd him going in and out of me. I pretended to moan and make him feel like he was making me satisfied. But No,,,,, All I really was thinking about was Tyrel and how well he fucked my white married pussy . Bob finished quickly and withdrew then did what I love him so much for/ He went down on me licking and sucking what was left from the stranger and the little amount he deposited in me. This is why I love him so much and would never leave him.
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Be careful of the advice given on here.
Most of the members are probably men, including the females members, with their own agendas and fantasies. And a common one is to see a pretty white girl get converted. As touched on. Having your fantasies isn’t a bad thing, just play them out in your head. Trying it for real is often not what it is in your fantasy. In someways ,living it out spoils it. I have a much younger partner and I see how she struggles with some aspects of her life. It will pass in time as you figure out what you want. |
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it would b hard to say no and a lot funner saying yes Yes YES
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But I have the same guilty feelings as you do. I learned to just embrace it. It's nothing to feel ashamed of. Hopefully, you will get to explore your fantasizes with the right guy someday. |
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