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Sometimes..... March 7, 2015 saw a remarkable gathering of thousands in Selma, Alabama to remember The 50 TH Anniversary of The March in Selma for Civil Rights. Often called Bloody Sunday, it was a pivotal moment in the history for Civil Rights for all Americans, but especially Americans of African Descent. Being caucasian, I wanted to learn.... no I wanted to experience what it would be like to be with an African American Person. When I saw this title on a person's profile I asked to use it for my title to blog. Saturday the 7th was truly a remarkable learning experience for me. Beyond the prejudice stereotypes that have long persisted in my own personal life, I learned so much. I have previously on two occasions been privileged to make attempts at getting to know someone who was black in in an intimate embrace and sexual adventure. These times did not work out and there are reasons why, I know, but do not need to be shared here in this blog..maybe another blog someday? Originally, Vanessa and I were going to meet and spend time together on Monday, but after emails exchanging our ideas and texts during the week, there was an immediate reaction to meet sooner. As she told me when we met in person, "I wanted to experience my first white man, someone closer to my age and I don't know, I wanted you." Offering herself through communication and telling me I could take th elead and do with her whatever, I was also excited. Always a bit cautious, I wanted to meet in a public place first. We had talked about The WalMart parking lot in the town where we were to meet, but because we changed days and I had no hotel reservation, I drove the three hours to be in this town early, arriving by 9 am and after four attempts at obtaining a room, I was bale to find one, but could not move in until 10 am. Vanessa had said she'd be there eleven o'clock to meet and was willing to come straight to the hotel. Again she said to me that when she came into the room I could lead her into whatever I wanted. My greatest desire is to be a pleasing lover, so I wanted to give her oral pleasures. She arrived around 11:35 am and I was really overjoyed with her beauty. She looked like the pictures she had sent. She wa staken back a bit by mine because I had recently earlier in the week gotten a haircut and my hair was short. He rhair was done up in a twisted arrangement on top of her hair....really neat, clean and I could tell at great expense of time and effort. She was wearing nice clothes and she smelled when I pulled her to me sweet and wonderful. She explained to me her problem with a gag reflex and very sensitive mouth. After the first kiss, she handed me a container of listerine to gargle with..LOL I did so, even though I had brushed my teeth and gargled not five minutes before she got there. It was a serious effort on my part, but no big deal. I wanted to comply with her needs to feel clean and to kiss someone with a clean mouth. I learned that people of whatever color can be very picky about cleanliness and germs and so forth. Many experiences I've had over the years these were not considered. And as I've gotten older and have diabetes type A, I do know my mouth gets dry and sometimes can have an offending odor, so I use mouth wash and chew gum or have mouth strips or a piece of candy to help. My<b> oral fixation </font></b>loves kisses, upper an dlower. Vanessa seemed very curious about my love for cunnilingus and even asked me, "You like to eat pussy that much?" when I told her I have not met the woman who allowed me to do that as much as I like and I'd have her cumming in no time. Well, when we undressed, gargled, brushed teeth, and lay down...she was open to kissing and I explored her beautiful brown mounds with her tits getting so hard that I knew she was wet already. So I slid my hand down her legs and massaged her inner thighs as she moaned and began to move in an intimate embrace. When my fingers explored her vagina it was soaked and she explained that for the last two days all she could think about was getting with me to explore and have a sexual adventure. I showed her my love for going down on a woman, but first, shaved her dripping wet pussy on the side of the bed using a vibrating razor and Aveeno oatmeal cream that I had purchased just for this occasion. This was new for her and she was impressed, even amazed asking me, "Where did you find a vibrating razor?" LOL She responded well to the shaving and was easy to make slick as a baby's butt! Her shaved pussy was not only beautiful, but so pretty! My friends can see her sweet pussy, but it is her own desire to remain private and I honer her wishes. Now for the fun...going down on her..burying my head in her pussy....she came over the course of as many hours, three times, each more intense and she was delighted to know that what I promised, I delivered. She did have difficulty reciprocating because of her mouth and gag issues. She tried and kept a towel where she could clean her mouth, etc...but it was not helping me feel her acceptance. But what I learned was that her sleek, clean, responsive body was as good as it gets, no matter the race. I enjoyed her body and pleasuring her was enough for me. Yes, we played and she responded and we even had intercourse. It was all good, but she did find herself feeling guilty over her inability to do for me what I was doing for her. We lay together, talked, cuddled and had a good time. After three or more hours (I actually did not look at my watch)....she took a shower and dressed and sat in a chair and we talked for another hour or so about life and personal experiences and desires. We left things open ended. No set meeting time or expressed desire to get back together. She suggested I cancel the Monday reservations, so I took that to mean that we would not meet again. What started out as a sexual adventure ended up being a learning experience fo rme. This really frees me up to love and not worry about some issues that have been a part of my life for all my life. I thought it was appropriate that this wonderful adventure took place on this so significant day in American History. I am grateful to Vanessa for her many thoughts shared, willingness to share her beautiful, sexy body, and for her faith expressions shared in our intimate moments. I respect her. I was blessed and so fortunate to have this experience!  |
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