Forbidden

Growing up my father preferred his daughters to stay with in their race.

But after meeting him he made me eager to know what type of lover he was. As we talked his eyes focused on my lips.

He touched my face and asked permission. I said I’ve never kissed a white guy before. He said I image there’s no difference. My knees locked and I allowed him to kiss me.

He picked me up off my feet. I’ve never been picked up with such care and tenderness. Butterflies is a feeling you get when you are excited and nervous.

As he starts to undress me, he stops and asks again could he undress me knowing I was nervous and scared he slowly slid in.

The look he gave me as he entered me was priceless. He started going deeper and I realized I wanted him to be rough. I bit my bottom lip and he turned me around and gave it to me hard. I never dream this would ever be and yet I was hooked!