My Introduction, Why I like Interracial Sex
 

I thought about putting this in the story section but thought it made more sense to put it in general discussion. More people may see it and it also serves as my formal introduction to these forums. At any rate, this is not a work of fiction, this is what happened, this is the reason why I am the way that I am and this is why I'm here.

This story is 100% true. I have no reason, and no interest in lying to you. I just want to share with people who aren't going to call me a freak or judge me.

More than ten years ago I was living in Phoenix, Arizona. I was in a somewhat serious long-term relationship at the time with a girl, let's call her "Dee". She was short and petite, with curly, jet black hair down to her mid back, big brown eyes and a naturally milky white complexion. She wasn't particularly busty but she had just enough hip to be called curvy. Her father was white and her mother was Jordanian. She honestly looked a little bit like the actress, Marina Sirtis, from the Star Trek, The Next Generation, T.V. show.

We had a mutually enjoyable sex life, really. But her sex drive was much greater than mine. Where I was happy with once or twice a week, she wanted much more. To that end, we decided to experiment with swinging. We went to some of the clubs in the area (later private parties) and, after a slow start, had a wonderful time. There weren't many black men in the clubs we went to so we mostly played with other white couples. Together at first, after a few months she would increasingly play alone with another couple or single. Most of the clubs offered private rooms, sometimes I would watch her have fun and sometimes not depending on what the other people were comfortable with. You could say I was being cuckolded to some extent at this point but I didn't think so. I didn't know what a cuckold was, I don't think I had even heard the term at this point. We were both having fun and she was getting the amount of sex that she wanted. We arrived and left together and everyone was happy.

About six months into our swinging lifestyle we were at the club and "Dee" was approached by a young black man. I knew that she had never been with a black man before nor had she ever expressed any particular interest. At any rate, that night she said yes. We went to a private room but had to wait as two older white couples were just finishing up before us. As we were entering they asked if they could stay and watch, "Dee" said sure and I didn't have any problem with it. There was a couch at one end of the room and a couple of chairs along the side of the room, we all took our seats.

Dee and her new play partner sat down on the bed and proceeded very slowly, just talking and holding hands at first. Then they started to kiss. Keep in mind, I had watched her play with others several times in the past but this felt "different". When their clothes were off and the kissing and groping became more intense I noticed something unusual. My heart was racing, my breathing was shallow, my mouth was dry and I just sat there transfixed. At one point I looked around the room and realized that everyone else was completely silent and staring intently at what was happening.

The young man wasn't hung like a porn star or anything, just slightly larger than me. He was tall and thin but had a lean, athletic build. For the better part of the next hour he, and there is no polite way to say this, fucked the hell out of her. There were moans, screams, a lot of sweat, even a little blood (his blood, courtesy of nail scratches down his back). This was my first experience of interracial sex. I'm serious, I had not even watched I.R. porn before this, it just wasn't on my radar. He didn't do anything "unusual", there wasn't a trapeze in the room or anything. But the contrast between her pale, white skin and his black skin, the intensity, the enthusiasm, the way she responded to him. It was simply the hottest thing I had ever seen up to this point.

When they were finished, the other couples got up and silently left, no one said a word or made a sound. One of the other wives came back in a minute and handed my girlfriend a bottle of water. She still didn't say anything, just handed her the water, smiled a little, and walked out. Unfortunately, we never saw that young man again but that didn't seem to matter.

Over the next two years that we were together we continued to attend the swing clubs together. Although we would occasionally play with a few white couples that we had known for some time, Dee started to be much more responsive to the single black men that would come into the club, actively seeking them out. Sometimes I would watch, sometimes not, it just depended on the guy. I never participated in any way directly.

Not all of the men were hung, or built like stallions (a couple were though) but the outcome was always similar to the first time, intense, intense, intense sex. I think in part it was due to the way she seemed to respond to them. Like nothing we had every experienced together, even though I was never not able to make her orgasm. I kept my clothes on, sat silently and never even touched myself (until we got home) but I was a rock the whole time.

Eventually, she started bringing a couple of the guys over to our apartment, just one at a time. I was o.k. with it, they weren't strangers but people we knew at this point and had played with before.

Unfortunately, she was offered a job transfer to the East Coast and I simply could not relocate at the time. We kept in touch for a while but long distance relationships don't work very well long term. If I could go back in time knowing what I know now I would have put a clean pair of socks in a bag and followed her no matter what. But I didn't understand back then what I do now. Isn't that typically how it works?

Over the next several years I was able to have additional "experiences" with a couple of other women. Always the same result, they LOVED it!! I also started to watch interracial porn. First occasionally, before we would go out, then with increasing frequency. I can quite honestly say at this point that I.R. porn is just about the only pornography I watch now.

We are the product of our experiences and I have come to absolutely love the sight of a black man having sex with a white woman, it gets me hot every time.

Look, I'm a man, I enjoy having intercourse or receiving oral sex as much as any man. And, though I don't have the science background to know if this is true or not, I believe there is an element of psychological conditioning in play. I can watch a BM/WW having sex, a woman I'm dating,and come right to the edge and stay there the entire time. At the end, I can touch myself for about thirty seconds and be done, absolutely spent. I believe that I could almost get there just by watching, but that would require a deeper personal connection between the woman and myself.

It's been, what, fifteen years? I guess. And these feelings have never left me. That's where I'm at now, I would love to find a partner to enjoy this lifestyle with me but have had no success.

If you read this whole thing, I deeply thank you. You wouldn't believe how cathartic it felt just to share my story, even if somewhat anonymously over the internet. I hope I didn't bore you.

D.

Love the story, nicely written and refreshingly honest, without any strange fantasies. And it's certainly inspiring, thank you. We do hope we will have a similar story to tell at some point, and best of luck to you in finding a partner to enjoy the lifestyle with.

Thank you both. I didn't know what I had or what I wanted when I had it. Now that I know I don't have it any more. That's how life works sometimes. To kinky couple, if you get there and you are both happy, don't let go.

That feeling
 

Thank you for the story. it really is different when your having sex with a black guy. its all in the mind of the woman and i suppose in the mind of the guy too. melissa

Bbc4melissa,

I agree completely. I've read that all sex begins in the mind and I believe it wholeheartedly. That's why I, a white guy, react so strongly to it. As a spectator, or even just remembering previous experiences.

Thank you for commenting.

D.

It's really nice to hear from someone on here who doesn't seem to be typing with one hand, while also expressing their thoughts more eloquently than "me like black guy fuck white girl". Sorry to hear that you had one of those "one that got away" relationships. I had something like that once, though it was with a girl and about a decade before I became interested in black guys. At any rate, it definitely still hurts even after all these years, so I can sympathize with you on that.

Thank you for making such an eloquent introduction to the community. Hope to hear more from you soon!

Bravo
 

I also read every word of your story, and enjoyed it. I as a w/m can relate, somewhat. I have enjoyed IR stories, pictures and videos for years, since way back about the time of "Behind The Green Door", it's not the cause of my fasination, but it opened it up. My wife on the other hand is not the least bit interested in IR or most ANY other kind of porn. When she's found my magazines she takes it personally, says she feels like she's not enough. I wish she would just join me on the journey! But that will never happen, so I log on to ILI and imagine. Some here might call me a "lurker", but I've NEVER posted a shopped picture, or one that I have claimed as mine. I just try to enjoy the lifestyle vicariously.

Thanks for sharing. Enjoyable reading from an articulate and learned dude including lessons, intended or not, for some of us to profit by.

interesting story...welcome to iloveir...hope you find what you're looking for

Lovely....
 

I love your story! When I read it, it felt like someone was reading it to me out from his soul...

Interracial
 

I love watching a black man having sex with a white woman. I know it's all in my mind, but I still love it.

I really enjoyed your story. I just want to wish you luck on finding a mate!!

Seems you and me are in the same boat. Lol

I agree it is different-whatever the reason-it is definitely different

Thanks for bumping this because I had not read it and found it very interesting!! I sometimes wonder about other members and what their history/story may be. I am very curious about other women and how they "got here". Unless their profile shares an introduction, like what you have done here, I would just be judging a book by it's cover. My profile/content doesn't tell my story. Might be fun to write mine...even if only for myself.
XO=Kit

Thank you.

I loved your story. When my husband and I had been dating about six months he saw me take a black cock. We met through swinging and had a rather uninhibited relationship right from the start. We had gone to an adult theater that had specialized seating for couples, and I had spent a lot of the evening teasing and showing off for some of the patrons, I can be somewhat of an exhibitionist at times. In the back of the theater they had private video viewing booths and I wanted to check them out, so he took me back there. While we were looking at the preview pictures on the booths, trying to see if there was something that piqued my interest, a young black man opened the door of his booth and stared at me. I was wearing a very short skirt and a semi-sheer blouse. He liked what he saw, and he took out his cock and stroked it while staring at me. I told my future husband to look, and he did, he asked me if I wanted it? I grabbed his hand and we both went into the booth with the young man. I immediately dropped to my knees and took his beautiful black cock in my mouth and began sucking his cock and balls for him. I removed my blouse as I sucked him and he played with my breasts with his very black hands, the contrast was stark. I wanted him to cum in my mouth, but he had other plans, he pulled me and had me mount him in a reverse cowgirl position. I sat down on his 9" thick cock, and felt him fill my pussy. As he fucked me I sucked my future husbands cock. After about 5 minutes he flooded my mouth with his cum and I swallowed every drop. The young black man fucking me still hadn't cum, I had cum three times by now. I could feel his cock swelling and he picked me up off of his cock, and told me to kneel, I did. He stood over me and stroked his cock until he ejaculated all over my breasts. It felt hot and erotic running over my nipples. I licked up some of his cum and then got dressed. I turned to my future husband as we were leaving and said, you liked that eh? He said it was very hot! I said, oh yeah, he really knew how to fuck, we'll have to do that again soon. I sucked and fucked many a BBC in front of him since then. Luckily I found someone I loved who shared my taste in eroticism.

I honestly really liked this story, as a guy who is starting to get into this lifestyle, it genuinely reaffirms for me that in the end I have nothing to fear.
Shame how she got away though, but you continued on without her and she probably continued on without you. So life goes

I truly enjoyed this reel life story. My ex wife enjoyed numerous IR relations after we were married. We called it our grown up fun time. Sometimes I would accompany her on dates and sometimes she went alone, either way it was very hot fun times. It started after she had told me about having IR relations before we knew each other, I had told her I had always found hot wives so sexy and that hearing about her past really turned me on. We enjoyed our grown up fun for 5 years, but ended up divorcing because of other problems. I can't tell you how sexy I thought see was either while watching her or hearing about her dates. In many ways it bonded us together sharing a mutual interest. She use to call me at work before the weekends and ask if it was ok if she was my naughty white girl for the weekend, of course I always said yes. I truly miss the relationship we shared and the fun we had. I'm still seeking a new lover to share this with but haven't had much luck. Being in a committed relationship and sharing the same interest is where it is really at.

Well sexy sure hope our paths cross to expand your horizons.:) You know what to do so call me.:)

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Bump......would love to read other experiences