How did you get into IR

Just wondering how other people got started on the IR

My boss got me started. I told her about how boring my sex life was, that I still loved my husband but he just never tried in bed. She told me that the cure for her terrible sex life was a bbc coworker. She showed me some pictures of them together and that having a 9 inch cock fucking you by someone who knows how to use it is amazing.

I never would have done it but my husband would never try anything new or get aggressive so I started flirting with the coworker. It wasn't long till he offered and damn was it amazing. Overall I'm happier and less stressed.
 
I had a high school girlfriend who I suspected of cheating on me with a black guy. This guy was a smooth stud and had been plowing his way through the school with a bunch of girls that were supposedly out of his league. The thought of him banging her made me physically sick. But the thought stuck with me, and I don't know how or why, but over time this same thought started to turn me on like crazy. I started doing internet searches for IR porn. This was back in the dial up days so this was much more difficult to find that it is now. I used to spank it like crazy to just vid cap pictures. But eventually moved to DVDs. The wife and I have yet to live it out, but it is something that still turns me on
 
it must take a huge cunt to handle a cock like that
only after what seemed like years at the time, of my husband constantly begging me to be shared by another man, but not just any other man, it had to be a black man. said he loved the taboo...the contrast in skin tomes and that he wanted to see me with a very hung man. i guess i was a little more then curious and after refusing to be shared with anyone, i finally gave in. i was initially thinking that it would be a one time encounter, at least i hoped so but as it turned out, i absolutely loved the experinece and definitely wanted more...alot more...lol.
Why be owned by one man when the world is a smorgasbord of willing eager and able cock that will be at you bexk and call and hubby will have a hard time keeping you properly cleaned
 
First exposed through porn (some personal favorites are included in my profile). Nothing out of the ordinary here about the appeal: color contrast, taboo element, sub/dom aspects and size (no penis envy though!). This place opened me up to some other things/ideas. Have a very specific and unique IR fantasy, which has been shared with a few women members of the forum.
 
My wife started fucking other men and she was like a kid in a candy store trying to sample it all. One night she picked up a black guy at our local club and fucked him in our van in a parking garage. Over the years she has had many black men along with the other men she has enjoyed. She has no preference and black cock and cum taste just like other cock and cum and big cock comes in all colors.
 
I was infatuated with a girl at school who I eventually became very good friends with, hoping that she would give me a chance inbetween numerous boyfriends that came and went, then she began seeing a black boy and because I wasn't mature enough to handle it, I was very angry about it and gave up on her. Around the same time I had a friend who's older brother had a large collection of porn videos and in the holidays I would take my VCR over to his house and make copies of the tapes when his brother wasn't around. It was the IR scenes that always caused me to have premature ejaculations and once the internet arrived the collecting and watching of IR porn became my number one priority in life.

Aged 19 I became involved with a girl who seemed to like me a lot but told me she couldn't bear the thought of having sex again, she said she'd been raped by a black guy, got pregnant and had an abortion, then she later confessed that she hadn't been raped, that it was just the story she'd told her family when she didn't know what to do about the baby. I was still getting to grips with my obsession with IR porn, I felt very conflicted and ashamed about it and didn't give her the support I should have done and we quickly drifted apart. By age 22 I had completely given up on the idea of ever having an intimate relationship with anyone but then met an overweight girl with various childhood issues whos self-esteem was as low as mine, we ended up living together as friends and after a year she announced that she was feeling extremely broody and wanted to try for a baby with me. We had a beautiful ******* together but struggled to maintain a sex life afterwards, it was IR porn I wanted. She went on a diet, lost loads of weight and then promptly left me for somebody else. I've done nothing but masturbate over IR porn ever since.
 
Reminds me of a story of when I was at college. I became good friends with a girl on my course, she was very pretty, a lovely blonde slim girl, but was quite shy (as was I). We would hang around a lot and talk all night. We were also both virgins, that came out in our talks. Of course I was in love with her soon. I confessed my feelings on night and she said she would think about it but all she did was think. She did volleyball and they would sometimes train with the men's team (maybe you can see where this is going).

The star player was this big muscly guy, I dunno if he was black (maybe part north African, he was a bit dark skinned). Anyway we talked about this guy, and how he had about three regular girlfriends, and probably more on the side. I hated this guy and thought she did too, but it seems over the months she changed her position. Anyway to cut a long story short she became regular girl number four. She lost her virginity but I kept mine. I also stayed in love with her for a year, while she got screwed by this guy and eventually became something of a 'wild girl'. I know she did threesomes (two girl variety) with this guy. I still jack off to the thought of it. I would have given her the world but she didn't even want to be my friend in the end. This guy didn't really care for her bug got to ejaculate inside her whenever he wanted. Eventually lots of other guys too so I heard.
 
I write all about this on my blog - but I first got into the interracial thing a few years ago when I was dating a stunning white girl called Jo. Jo had been a model as a teenager. She was working for a media company in South London and we met at a party thrown by a friend. As soon as I saw Jo I fell madly in love with her – she was stunning! Jo was very tall – about 5 foot 10, with a cascade of long flowing brown hair and bright blue eyes. She had the most beautiful face and amazing skin – but best of all were her long long legs – the best legs I’d ever seen and so silky smooth to the touch! I fell for her totally.

It was summer and Jo and I began dating and she invited me to the flat she shared with a girlfriend in North London. It was then that I met her flat mate – a sexy and attractive blonde who, I soon discovered, was dating a Black guy. I soon discovered that this girl had a real thing for Black guys – and to my surprise I found that every time I went round to Jo’s flat he was hanging out there – sometimes with his friends (who were also Black guys).

I found this difficult – mainly because Jo was so beautiful and these guys were always looking at her or trying to talk to her. I remember one evening sitting in the front room with Jo and her flatmate and three of these Black guys – I felt so out of place - and Jo got up to change the film in the DVD player. She was wearing a short light silky mini skirt which rode right up – revealing even more of her bare and beautiful long legs, right to the very top. Jo was totally unaware of it – but it was the sexiest thing I had ever seen – the smooth milky white curve of the back of her long thigh, and the silky material of her skirt raised up to just cover her bottom - and all three of the Black guys just looked from her legs and bottom raised in the air to each other. I felt so threatened but I just couldn't say anything...

The other problem was that Jo’s flatmate would have very long and very loud sex sessions with her Black boyfriend – they would go on for hours and she was very noisy. Jo seemed to be totally used to this - she would lie in bed and ignore it – but I couldn’t – the whole flat was echoing! Lord knows what the neighbours must have thought!

There were a couple of occasions when I met Jo in the fashionable West End for lunch or shopping. She was with her flat mate and on both occasions there were four or five big Black guys with them. Jo was always looking gorgeous – always in short skirts with her beautiful long legs – and I found it so hard being around her with so many Black guys all clearly lusting for her.

I wasn't with Jo for long that summer. The final straw came when she asked me to go to a nightclub in the West End where her flatmates boyfriend was DJ. I was nervous about this - but the truth was I would have done anything to make Jo happy. When I arrived I was virtually the only white guy there – and the whole downstairs room was pumping hip hop. More incredibly it was full of the most beautiful white girls all surrounded by big Black guys. The sights I saw really opened my eyes to what was happening at the hottest London nightclubs.

I saw Jo at the bar and just stopped and stared. It’s a sight I will never forget. Jo was talking to two Black guys – one of whom was slowly working his arm round her waist. She was wearing a tiny denim micro skirt and knee-high black leather high heeled boots – and do you know to this day I have a fetish for girls in boots!

I can't begin to explain the wave of emotions I felt - anger, jealousy, fear and yes, I confess, I was turned on. And being unable to cope, I turned and walked out of the club – having to pass one of the most gorgeous blondes I’ve ever seen grinding with a big Black guy on the dance floor. She was the last image I have of that night.
 
I was 18 and walked in to a party at my sisters home. I looked straight at this hot black football player, our eyes locked and I swear electricity filled the room. I've never had such an instant connection...not before and not since. I was actually engaged at the time. But he cheated on me and all bets were off. The football player and I had the hottest affair ever, it lasted three years. He then joined the army and deployed and I've never seen him again. But I've thought of him every day since then. And most nights. He knew stuff lol. And I was addicted to him. That marriage ended in divorce but it was too late. He was half way around the world. Before the Internet and cell phones . But I know if he'd have come back and asked, I'd have married him. I didn't go looking for an IR situation. I either connect with someone or I don't and color doesn't matter. Except that little Japanese men need not apply.
 
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