just tried black and white for once

My first time, I call it Rainey's Choice - Just once!

It began innocent enough, the typical story, I found a stash of porn( my brothers) and one movie stood out, it was called “Black Stuff” it had a black man and a white women on the cover and she looked happy!!! It was the only movie I “borrowed” from the stash, I don’t know if you can wear out a DVD but I tried, that wasn’t the only thing I almost wore out that year.

The scenes were mixed black man/white girl or black girl/white man but I was watching for the black men, they were just so sexy. The white women were in ecstasy with the black men, I knew some of it was acting but I still loved it. I was really liking the oral scenes in particular, watching those girls please those huge black men with their mouths was so hot! It was on my mind a lot, it was all I could think of.
I had a boyfriend, sex was good I thought (just ok) but that movie made me doubt that. I never did anything with him like in that movie, I never wanted to, He wasn’t big or as sexual, or sexy as those black men. I was starting to watch porn more and more, I was going BBC crazy!

One day after maybe a year after the discovery of “Black Stuff” give or take a month, I decided to take the matter into my own hands, I wanted sex like that! I had always noticed this dive bar on my way home from work and decided that was the place. I dressed up as sexy as I could, see I wasn’t a “ goody two shoes” but I wasn’t very experienced or sexual. I did the best I could and I walked into that dirty dive bar. I was just going to suck one, a black one. I was just going to get it out of my system as they say, Just once.

It wasn’t busy, it was quiet, I was the only girl. I was so nervous, I walked into the bar and ordered a beer, I was barely past drinking age and didn’t drink much, I ordered the beer in the green bottle because I had seen my dad drink it. I was nervous but a drink should help I thought, but it didn’t. Nervously I turned and looked around the room, there were about seven men and one guy was black, I stared, I didn’t mean to, I got caught looking. I did that thing people do when they make eye contact but didn’t want to, I quickly look down then away, I turned around in my seat. The drink wasn’t helping at all, what am I doing! I’m not like this, I don’t have casual sex with random men I meet in dive bars. I almost left but then he came over said hello.

He was tall, we’ll tall for me, 5'9 or so is how I recall it, young,lean, and dark skin, and handsome. He was very nice and had confidence but not arrogance or at least not too much arrogance because honestly a lil bit of it is sexy. He was sexy, he didn’t hit on me, he just talked but he had this smile, like he knew. He was right because after maybe five minutes I asked him to take me somewhere… “ do you have a place we could go and talk” I heard a girl say that to a guy at a party once, so o tried it. I finished my beer and we left. I can’t believe I asked him, but just this once right?

We ended up in my car behind some buildings near the bar. It was dark and hidden so I felt ok, I don’t remember the how but I ended up in the back of the car on my knees. I was on the floor rubbing his hard cock through his jeans, he played with my hair. He loved my hair he said, he told me to pull it out and so I did as told and out popped the biggest cock I had seen in my life that wasn’t in a movie. I just stared at it, it was dark and stood up and out and so dark, did I mention I love them dark? I was kind of in shock and awe, “Touch it” he said, I snapped out of it and I reached out and held it and wow! My boyfriend was Arron’s 5 inches and thin, so thin compared to this man.

It was so hard and beautiful I began to stroke it and play with it. I just wanted to suck it, like in those movies. I remembered what I saw and I asked if I could spit on it, he said yes so I spit on it and began to stroke it harder. it looked so good that I finally kissed the tip and worked my way down to his balls, I had never done oral before, I never wanted to but those movies had driven me crazy and for the first time ever I wanted to do oral to suck his cock, his big black cock. So after kissing his balls I licked up to the tip sliding my tongue on the underside of his cock all the way and opened up my mouth and swallowed the head of his cock. It felt dirty, slutty and I got into it.

I began to work my way up and down the shaft of his cock, he played with my hair and guided me up and down, gentle but firmly. Soon I developed a good pace and I was rubbing myself between my legs, I was becoming a lust filled slut for him and I liked it, it felt good in my mouth, his hands on my head, I heard him moan, I loved making him moan. Finally I stopped to catch my breath and I looked and saw that I had only sucked less than half of it. I was upset because I was struggling and had pushed passed it and though I had sucked a lot of it but it was barely half of it. I could tell because of the line of demarcation left by my spit. His cock was only barely half shiny. I decided there and then that I was going to get it all, I was now a cock sucker and I was going to be good at it! It was an epiphany!

He had a different idea though, I don’t know how to this day I swear I don’t know how but I ended up on the back seat of the car, my ass up, on all fours, panties and jeans down.
He rubbed himself against me, I was so wet. I felt how big and thick he was, so hard for me. I wasn’t ready though, all I had wanted was to suck him. I felt so vulnerable, I envisioned it. Me, ass up ready to take a strangers big black cock in a car like a slut, a total dirty BBC slut. I wasn’t ready, I hadn’t even sucked or kissed one an hour ago. It got to me, then he began to push it in and I whimpered, I began to cry. It was too much too fast. I cried and he stopped and we talked.

I told him how I felt and he was kind and understanding. I told him I just wanted to suck him, to be back on the on my knees where no one could see until he came. He understood and I was so grateful that I decided to give him the best blow job I could, so I did! I was determined to make it great for him. I remembered the movies and did the things I could recall…spit, suck, stroke. I sucked him hard, I used my tongue on the tip and licked under the head. Spit, suck, stroke. I listened for his moans to determine what worked and would do those things even more. Spit, suck, stroke!

I worked up and down the shaft determined to please him, to be his bitch. His cock sucking bitch. I felt my throat stretch and at times I felt like I couldn’t possibly take any more but I would back up and inch and hold him in my throat, then I’d moan and use my throat like a muscle to massage his cock. I would then take time and work all the way up to the tip and back down to that point where I had struggled and push for more and more every trip up and down.

I had changed for him, for his cock, for his big black cock. I wanted it all, I wanted to feel the bottom. I wasn’t an expert of course but I had energy and desire to please, desire like I’d never had before. I twirled my head, I made it noisy and sloppy. I massaged his balls. I’ve become a lover of balls since then his were the first I touched. I gently held them and played with them, tickled them. I built the pace up and he moaned and groaned as he lay back in the seat.

Finally after fifteen or twenty minutes, he pulled his cock out of my mouth and shot streams of cum in my hair and face. Hot cum as he told me how good I was. He breathed so hard and so did I. I did it! I sucked a big black cock, like a slut.

After calming down we talked, I got his phone number and promised to call. I dropped him off at the train station. I never called, I tried to go back to my boyfriend and be happy that I had got it out of my system. I had done it just once.

FYI: I did hit the bottom and in retrospect it wasn’t that big compared to some of the big cocks I’ve had since. He was a gentleman and that why he got to be my first, I sometimes wish h would of fucked me but at the time that would of been forced. I’m glad he didn’t. I made BJ’s my thing, I practiced on toys and people. I read up on how to and watched the pros for technique. I’m fucking good at it now. I didn’t go strictly black after this experience but I’m glad I’m BBC only now.

anonymous asked:

So even when a white person tries to do something nice and thoughtful to a black person you still aren't happy? (this is about the Beyoncé and Adele thing)

I decided to have the donut because apparently I’m going to need a lot of sugar to get through all of you putting words in my mouth today.

How about…you all just…let me express frustration that….ONCE AGAIN….a Black Woman can be on a hundred thousand trillion,…and still lose…to a white person who EVEN KNOWS that their work was trash in comparison…and that lil breaking it in half symbolic gestures….still don’t change shit…and NOT make it about your feelings.

Don’t make my Black Frustration about y'all feelings.

Hey guys! I’ve decided that I’m not going to cosplay the Suicide Squad version of Harley Quinn and am looking to sell what I’ve amassed so far. I’m willing to be very flexible on asking price (just send me a message and we can hash it out, I’m just looking to break even on how much I’ve already sunk into this cosplay) Here’s what I’ve got pictured:

• Size 2X jacket from Hot Topic. It’s silky and incredibly comfortable and I’ve only tried it on a few times. It’s never been worn out of the house

• Nyx brand eyeshadows (light blue/pink). They’ve only been used once

• Two different puddin’ collars (one black and one white). The black one has only been worn once; the white one has never been worn

• Two sheets of Harley’s temp tattoos

• A dark brown stirrup-like belt which could easily be turned into a gun holster


Went on download spree yesterday and got amazing houses by @illawara  for my Strawberry Acres save. The first one is for potential neighbors, the second one is the one I’m actually using. It didn’t have a backyard so I decorated that part in the neighbor house style. 
Also tried messing with re-shade once again, since @alverdinesims kindly shared her settings. I’m not using it for the actual gameplay and screenshots, however I find it pretty handy to borrow some editing ideas and experiment with effects in game to transfer it to PS later (the pictures edited manually from scratch, but I kind of tried to make it re-shade like). I love editing just as much as gameplay process, so I’ll probably stick to PS. But I do want to try and make black and white re-shade preset at some point, because I think it would be cool to actually play black and white movie style.  

Hope & despair

There’s a girl you probably have known for a while now, but never have truly gotten to know.

She was a party girl once, but now tries to stay in.

She blows off plans because she says she’s “busy,” when actually she’d just like to be

She was never really bullied, but has always had this sadomasochistic relationship with herself, beating herself up in almost any way possible for the pleasure of it.

Everything she does is either black or white, life or death, excitement or dread, even that “terrible beauty.”

She has a couple different groups of friends who she shares different parts of herself with, but sometimes she can’t stand any of them. Rather, she’d be reading a book at a place no one she knows has been to.

She hates what she looks like, but debates over whether or not to have an eating disorder. Sure, it’d be helpful, but also so messy and weakening.

She thinks, see me anyway, see me anyway, as I am, and love me for it.

She wants to shout. Sometimes, she even turns off the music in her car just to hear herself scream.

You probably know this girl.

She writes everything she feels on paper, leaving it in places anyone can find. No one ever has, though she still hopes.

She waits and she waits. She hopes.


So I thought I’d do a binder review:

I’ve only ever used a Tri-top binder from Underworks.com. It’s always worked perfect for me except for being a bit visible where the binder ends. I always order an extra small since I’m, well, very small. These usually last around 6 months before becoming stretched out, but they will still work for a while longer, just not as well. They come in black, white, and a light skin tone. I just ordered a Gc2b binder that I will review once it arrives.


Knight-Captain Samuel Mercer (with some painting process)

“We were taught black and white in the world full of greys. I once thought I knew what is right or wrong, but now there are only questions.  I sword an oath to protect, but from whom? to what end? My hands are covered in blood in the name of justice and righteousness, yet why is my heart so heavy? I ask and I pray. But the Maker forever remains silent.” 

I always wanted to create a templar OC, so I tried to just sketch him out. With a new OC concept, it’s actually quite fun to just start painting without sketching first, and see how it turns out.. I kinda wanted him to look like Idris Elba.. :)