First, I need to tell my story is really what happened to me. It is not the typical cuckold story where the husband has a fetish for interracial and introduce it to his wife. First, she was not my wife. Second, i never thought of differences between black and white guys before she made me realize it.
First I have to tell you the story is based in europe.
I met my ex girlfriend in a club. She was 18. I was 23 and was often going to clubs trying to pick up girls there, and enjoyed moderate success.
She was 18, from russia, a student. She had moved 6 months ago from russia, and... was a virgin.
She was 168 cm (5ft5), has long brown hair, freckles, her skin was as white it gets (the type that can't get a tan). She had fit legs and big ass, she liked to run and do sport. So yes she was fit. She had nicely shaped boobs, big enough for me (85c) and small very pink nipples. She was not a model though. Her face would be rated a 7, really cute typically girl from the cold, but still not the hottest girl in the club or something.
We went on a string of dates before we actually ended up having sex. (took about 1 month)
Sex quickly became really good. She was very sexual, and talented at it, and very horny. She was one of the best sex I had had at the time.
What started as something casual, ended up being a pretty serious relationship. I was spending most of my nights in her appartment (her flatmates did not seem to mind)
It lasted for 1 year till I got to move to another country for work. I had to be away for at least 2 years. I thought there was no way we would be able to keep the relationship going. So I told her we should break up.
So we did.
We ended up keeping in touch, which we probably should not have. I ended up hooking up with some new girls where I moved, but made an effort to never talk about that topic with her. I did not want to know what she is doing there. We were just friends now.
But I started to miss her a lot after 10 months, I realized all other girls were boring compared to her. I had to come back. When I told her that, she was really happy, she missed me a lot too, and was hoping to get back with me, she still was in love with me.
Revelations of what she did when we were separated
After coming back, one thing I realized is she seemed more like a grown up. I met her at 18. She was now 20. She used to wear few or no make up. She used to wear mostly jeans, and rarely any heels.
Now her hair was made differently, more sexy, more volume. She was wearing more make up. And she had a lot of new sexy clothes and underwear in her wardrobe.
But except that, she had not changed much. We were back to having similar life we used to have before I left. A lot of fun.
One night, when we were drinking wine in the balcony though, we ended up talking about a topic I told myself I would not want to get into. But the alcohol helping, it happened.
It started by her asking me if I got a girlfriend while I was away. I explained that I had a couple but I got tired and bored of them really quick cause they were just not like her. She found it very cute. And she proceeds to tell me it was same for her. She went with three guys after I left, but both were just boring and... sex was so bad with them compared to sex with me. She continued by telling she started to believe she would never be able to enjoy sex with anyone else but me.
It made me feel pretty good.
I was quite ******* and could not resist to ask her: 'so did you end up finding some guys who you were actually able to enjoy sex with?'
She went bit silent. And then started to laugh bit nervously and she said 'Actually yes...but only black guys' and she laughed more.
That felt weird. I got some really strange emotions inside me when I heard that, since I was not black.
I asked 'why? did you try that many? maybe you did not try with enough white guys?'
She answered 'well all white guys I had except you were bad, and all black guys were just something very different and much better. they just have this thing. it is natural for them'
I interrupted, starting to feel really insecure and bit angry : 'so was sex with black guys also better than sex with me then?'
First I have to tell you the story is based in europe.
I met my ex girlfriend in a club. She was 18. I was 23 and was often going to clubs trying to pick up girls there, and enjoyed moderate success.
She was 18, from russia, a student. She had moved 6 months ago from russia, and... was a virgin.
She was 168 cm (5ft5), has long brown hair, freckles, her skin was as white it gets (the type that can't get a tan). She had fit legs and big ass, she liked to run and do sport. So yes she was fit. She had nicely shaped boobs, big enough for me (85c) and small very pink nipples. She was not a model though. Her face would be rated a 7, really cute typically girl from the cold, but still not the hottest girl in the club or something.
We went on a string of dates before we actually ended up having sex. (took about 1 month)
Sex quickly became really good. She was very sexual, and talented at it, and very horny. She was one of the best sex I had had at the time.
What started as something casual, ended up being a pretty serious relationship. I was spending most of my nights in her appartment (her flatmates did not seem to mind)
It lasted for 1 year till I got to move to another country for work. I had to be away for at least 2 years. I thought there was no way we would be able to keep the relationship going. So I told her we should break up.
So we did.
We ended up keeping in touch, which we probably should not have. I ended up hooking up with some new girls where I moved, but made an effort to never talk about that topic with her. I did not want to know what she is doing there. We were just friends now.
But I started to miss her a lot after 10 months, I realized all other girls were boring compared to her. I had to come back. When I told her that, she was really happy, she missed me a lot too, and was hoping to get back with me, she still was in love with me.
Revelations of what she did when we were separated
After coming back, one thing I realized is she seemed more like a grown up. I met her at 18. She was now 20. She used to wear few or no make up. She used to wear mostly jeans, and rarely any heels.
Now her hair was made differently, more sexy, more volume. She was wearing more make up. And she had a lot of new sexy clothes and underwear in her wardrobe.
But except that, she had not changed much. We were back to having similar life we used to have before I left. A lot of fun.
One night, when we were drinking wine in the balcony though, we ended up talking about a topic I told myself I would not want to get into. But the alcohol helping, it happened.
It started by her asking me if I got a girlfriend while I was away. I explained that I had a couple but I got tired and bored of them really quick cause they were just not like her. She found it very cute. And she proceeds to tell me it was same for her. She went with three guys after I left, but both were just boring and... sex was so bad with them compared to sex with me. She continued by telling she started to believe she would never be able to enjoy sex with anyone else but me.
It made me feel pretty good.
I was quite ******* and could not resist to ask her: 'so did you end up finding some guys who you were actually able to enjoy sex with?'
She went bit silent. And then started to laugh bit nervously and she said 'Actually yes...but only black guys' and she laughed more.
That felt weird. I got some really strange emotions inside me when I heard that, since I was not black.
I asked 'why? did you try that many? maybe you did not try with enough white guys?'
She answered 'well all white guys I had except you were bad, and all black guys were just something very different and much better. they just have this thing. it is natural for them'
I interrupted, starting to feel really insecure and bit angry : 'so was sex with black guys also better than sex with me then?'