Since high school Iāve been with a few black guys--and many men of other flavors--over the years. None were bad, and a couple were fantastic. But I never had that paradigm-shifting experience so many women seem to have had.
Then I started seeing Quint last spring and the sex is incredible. To be clear, it was his personality and gorgeous, good looks (not just his skin color) that caught my interest. Heās extended family through marriage, so our relationship is a huge secret. That, and the fact heās half my age, adds to the thrill.
Itās hard for me to describe Quint as a ābullā. While heās confident and independent, his overall personality not overtly aggressive or alpha asshole. Heās a good and decent person, treats me well, and weāre genuinely good friends. Ours is a collaborative relationship in which we both give each other what they want. At first, he was easygoing, subtle, and seductive. But Quint learned I like the man to take the lead and ran with it.
It took a few weeks as we both discovered what each other liked and what we were comfortable with. But in time I stepped down off the metaphorical pedestal to become his equal, and ultimately ended up on my knees. When it comes to sex, Iām the slut and heās the king. Quintās proven heās trustworthy and earned my confidence and obedience.
Quintās told me that he loves having a woman twice his age, who is married, wrapped around his finger. But admitted that having a white girl for his eager little slut, is also a major turn on. Eventually the cliched banter did enter in, including the racial ones, which we both enjoy. Everything from him calling me a āblonde bimboā, āsnowbunnyā or ācheating slutā to me calling him āsirā or ālordā (āmasterā is too cheesy for us) to let him know I recognize him as the top in our relationship.
As for some of the stereotypes, Quintās isnāt the biggest dick Iāve ever had. But his is a little larger than my above average husband. Yes, his size is nice, but itās whatās between his ears that makes him a great lover. As for me being a slut for all BBC, Iāll never being hooking up with his friends. Quintās not into that, preferring that Iām his and his alone. And realistically, we must keep our relationship secret. And thereās the whole pandemic situation.
But Iāll happily declare that, despite his young age, Quint is absolutely the best sex partner Iāve ever had. Some days he makes passionate love to me, and others he fucks me like a whore. As our relationship deepened, forceful sex with D/S and light bondage has become more the norm. Itās what I crave and what he loves giving me. But we still have romantic, passionate trysts. No matter what we do, I always leave completely satisfied and longing for our next meet.
Quint is also mature and realistic about me being married and has no intention of wrecking that. My husband, Zack, knows all. But Quint thinks Iām just cheating and is extremely careful about keeping our secret.
Sorry if this isnāt the mainstream theme of āonce youāve gone black, youāll never go backā but Iām just telling you my experience. Now if I had several black guys like Quint I could see regularly, then Iād truly be a āBBC onlyā girl. Though my husband still gets plenty from me; and Iām not giving him up!
Iām not sure if physical changes were part of your question, but Iāll share. Last summer Quint was getting tired of his afro and wanted something different. When he asked my opinion, I told him I love bald and goatee. As a compromise he got a buzz for me. As my August birthday, my fiftieth, neared, I talked with Zach and decided to get a makeover. When I informed Quint, I told him it was the perfect opportunity for him to return the favor and give me some input. He was hesitant at first, pointing out that changes in appearance can sometimes imply an extramarital affair. But I dared him to come up with something wild, saying I could blame anything on my 50th birthday.
Quint and I, and Zach and I, kicked around ideas for a couple weeks. Before September ended, I had a spiral perm, a septum piercing, second ear piercings and a Celtic style (Iāve got Irish ancestry) yin-yang tattoo on my left shoulder blade. Iām not sure who loved the changes more; me, Zach, or Quint. Zach gets a good-humored thrill out of saying and teasing me that I ādid it all for Quintā. He started buying me QOS clothes (that I wear around the house) and itās become a standing joke that Iām Quintās girl.
While Zach has always loved me hotwifing, heās simply crazy about me seeing Quint and loves that Iām infatuated with him. Though Iāve never been into mean-spirited or hurtful verbal humiliation, Zach and I have always teasingly traded gibes back and forth. But in the last few months Zach has wheedled me into upping the ante. So those are other changes in me, and in my husband.
Sorry if this was overly long.
Take care,
Jade