1. Black history


    Date: 6/1/2016, Categories: Interracial Sex, Mature, Author: jonggu, Rating: 100, Source: xHamster

    I didn't start out being fixated on, or even especially attracted to, black men. Events, and my experiences with both black and white men, combined to steer me into my personal black history. I think knowing a little of my background will help you understand my story. As my story begins I'm a 33 year old product of a small southern town. It's an old neighborhood of small houses. I'm pale, about 5'9&#034, with long legs and large breasts, I'm well read, intelligent, and a very good Mom. My ancestors not so long ago owned slaves but I never learned prejudice. I had minimal opportunity to interact with black people so I didn't know much about them. The exceptions being casual conversations with families I would see at the park, shopping, etc. I admit that I am a submissive woman. My f****y upbringing was in a loving environment where the males were overtly dominant and the females served them gladly. As I went through puberty I enjoyed reading novels in which strong men dominated women sexually and I found myself excited by imagining myself in the roles of the women in those novels. I married young to the first guy I had any kind of real sexual relationship with and it turned out badly. The best thing that came from it were two wonderful c***dren. Otherwise my husband turned out to be mean, small-minded, insecure, constantly belittling me, and totally out of touch with what I had to offer. If he had treated me well I would have served him as well as a wife can, despite his ...
    inclination to spend his earnings on what he felt would make him look much more successful than he was, and his smaller than average dick. Eventually I had enough and divorced him. While my life instantly became less stressful on a personal level it did put me and the k**s in a real financial bind. My ex then fell sick and died, which cut what little help he had given us. We would not have survived had it not been for some support from my parents who live in a town about 30 miles away. The k**s were not in school yet so my parents would usually take them for 4 or 5 days a week so I could work from home enough to make at least a little money. I had no social life other than visits with my parents and the occasional chat with neighbors. I am an only c***d so no b*****rs or s****rs either. Here is the beginning of my black history. Tuesday morning is like any other morning since he left. I wake up and start thinking about those damn bills that Roger left us with. With no car and no job, I turn to my only resource - the computer. Ebay is probably a joke to many people, but hey, it's paying a few of the bills and I hope the business will grow. I barefoot it over to the front door and unlock it. You can't be too safe, not even in this hick town. I need to bring in some ebay packages that are ready to ship just as soon as the addresses are put on them. Most mornings, I go outside in my long tee, no panties. I don't know if I'm daring, kinky, or just unaware, but today I have on my short ...
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